I’ve been staring at the world from behind
A broken mirror for quite some time
Seeing the faces blurred and distorted and
Horrific
For longer than I care to remember
I was always the broken girl
Made up of scars, nightmares and unheard screams
Never allowed to dream or wish on stars
Trying to push my hand through the glass surface
I was trapping myself in
A prison I was too scared to escape
But you’re seeing something new
A girl that I haven’t known all that long
Hoping and dreaming
Trying to walk through the broken fragments
Dancing and singing
I want to keep this up
But I’m scared of tripping over the pieces
Cutting up my feet
And bleeding
If I trip and fall
Can you help me up
Forgive my tears
And the blood?
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When you've always been in relationships where you were 'broken' or 'damaged' to the other person, and suddenly you're in one where you're not those things, but whole. It's being scared of the cracks being noticed and scared that person won't be ok when the past trips you up a bit.
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hey, I hope you keep dreaming and hoping, lifes to short to give up and wounds all heal with time. I've allways believed in you. love ya!
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