The mirror

The mirror is a wall
It judges
It has an opinion
It's in movies of horror
It looks like me
But its not
The image of what people see me as
If I shatter it there will just be more
More hate
More opinions
More judging
And more of me thats not me
If I burn it , it will just burn me
If i give to someone else it will just torcher them instead
I hate mirrors
But it will just get me back when i look at it again
They should not call it a mirror
They should call it a hater

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