Gazing into a broken mirror
My reflection is distorted
Looking at all the shattered pieces
That cannot be assembled ever again
Pulling myself away from a distorted outlook
Searching for a new mirror
Where my reflection can represent
The me untouched by external circumstances
The me that survived
And pulled myself up time and time again
This is what I wish to see
And choose the mirror that shows my inner being
Leaving behind the bits and pieces of sharp glass
That can only inflict a cut that will bleed over and over again
I now look into the New Mirror of my Life
Where tall and strong I stand.