Go to a mirror. Look at the picture you see before you. You see yourself, right? I don't. I see a girl who has had a troubled past and sees herself as guarded and unwanted. Possibly she can be pretty, but there's no chance in seeing the beauty of her heart. Her heart has been shatter and torn, leaking through the many patches that were once able to hold. Life has thrown her many curveballs and she can't handle each one accordingly, so she runs or hides from the truth. Her feelings are bottled and there's no possible way of finding her. How is it that I see this? You must know. You own a mirror, right? You see you. I see me. My pain and sorrow should mean nothing to you. I have so much experience with the loss of family and the betrayal of friends. How is it possible that I still live, well, you know, I can't answer that question myself at times. Who tells me how to live or what to do? Exactly. No one. I tell myself. Why just myself? I'm only me in a world for of somethings. We all have reasons. We all have pain and sorrow. Why focus on others? Too busy to deal with your own reality? Look at the big picture. Take focus on yourself. Be realistic in a world full of fairy tales and non-existant fantasy. It's really something to shed some light on, right?
-Cherr
Simple Imperfection Community Member 
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