If you reached inside my heart, what would you do with it?

If you saw all the ugly underneath,

Of you saw all the things I never wanted you to see,

Would you still love me?

Would you stay by my side?

Or would you run away,

Leaving me with the broken pieces you left behind.

Would you look at me with pity?

To see a poor girl,

Lost and afraid,

Someone who lost their way,

Someone who became all they vowed to never be.

They look in the mirror,

And no longer see themselves,

But a shadow of who they once were.

If you reached into my heart, what would you do with it?