I touched the scar as
it runs deep across my face.
Deep enough to penetrate
any person's soul.
They say a mirror reflects you.
I don't think so.

Does it reflect the way I speak, talk and care?
Does it reflect all the happy moments that I had in my life?
Or does it reflect the accomplishments that I had in the past?
NO-I don't think so.

All it reflects is the "defect".
And the murderous stares that people give.
It reflects the burden of the hurtful words people give-
Crushing me.
It truly is a bad mirror.
A very bad mirror.