Mirror, mirror on the wall
I can't hear your words at all
Hushed whispers, silent screams
Muffled cries and fractured dreams
Mirror, mirror on the wall
You used to make me stand so tall
Hunched over, I hide my face
I don't belong in any place
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Who will catch me when I fall?
Bring me back to life again
Wrap me up in shredded skin
Mirror, mirror here's to good-bye
I climbed the roof to see if I could fly
But I couldn't, and I fell
Now the story is yours to tell
-Aria
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Please, Disregard
PoetryAn untold story from a misplaced generation, this is teen angst at its finest. These the writings of The Suicide Notebook, or how I'd imagine them to be. It's mostly going to be in poetry form, slam or rhyming. Keep in mind that slam poetry sounds a...
