IM DEPRESSED AND BROKEN
BUT PERFECTLY FINE THROUGH
THE EYES OF OTHERS
ONLY THROUGH THE EYES OF THE BEHOLDER DO I SEE A PERSON
I HATE, DESPISE, THAT PERSON IS ME,
NO BIG SURPRISE
I LOOK AT MY REFLECTION ON THE NEW PLISHED FLOOR
FOR MY PROTECTION FROM A BROKEN MIRROR
KEPT FROM SHARP OBJECTS
EXCEPT THIS PEN, MY SECOND MOST PRISED POSSESSION
MY FIRST
BEING THIS BOOK
WHERE MY FEELINGS, MEMORY, ANF THOUGHTS
ARE TAKEN AND WRITTEN IM POEM FORM
IF U READ THE INTRODUCTION
YOU'LL KNOW WHAT I MEAN!!
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