mirrors


How happy is this broken smile? Are you upset by how incomplete it is?

Does it tear you apart to see the reflection of your smile so tame? How happy are hidden feeling
Feelings are invisible. Feelings are obscure, Feelings are concealed, however.

Just like faint whispers, it echoes. Echoes - through your heart as you
Walk through the broken glass they cut your feet

Your mirror seems incomplete And you wonder

How happy is this broken smile? Why do I fake a laugh and smile ever while?

How happy are my hidden feelings? Are they all true?Did I make them up for him? me? or you?Feeling are concealed to the hidden eye

Mirrors are the true spy I can shatter them in a million pieces Or tear out my eyes to resist

My incomplete image But they will always know the answers to your questions

How happy are my hidden feeling? How happy is this broken smile?

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