not blind
I was quiet, but I was not blind.
I saw my reflection in the mirror,
and every time I did, I wished I didn’t.
The image I saw was scarcely kind,
but couldn’t be any clearer.
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I was quiet, but I was not blind.
I saw my reflection in the mirror,
and every time I did, I wished I didn’t.
The image I saw was scarcely kind,
but couldn’t be any clearer.
That last line hits hard. Mirrors are really hard to look at when we have a distorted vision of ourselves.
Mirrors are a girl WORST enemy
