In the mirror here I stand, I look at her and regret the glance
I love myself, but I hate her, especially when she stages her temporary takeovers
She’s having the time of her life.The more she laughs, the more I cry. When there’s no pleasure left to be had she packs it in, and calls a cab.
As I stand here looking in the mirror I beg myself to be rid of her.
As I prepare to leave her behind I question whether I wouldn’t want to see her just one last time
In the mirror here I stand. I look at her not regretting the glance. After all I’m the one that continues to let her in.
- That LoOpy Chick
Written 01/25/21
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Journal blogger that writes about self-analyzation, self reflection, epiphanies, and personal growth.
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