Tell me your thoughts...

Strong, bet yet not

I look in the mirror, pieces shatter to the floor.

I look down and grab a shard while i peer down at myself through the broken glass.

I see a burden and i do not belong in a world so desirable and wanted.

A burden like myself should not be here.

I look up, hot tear trials flow along my pale, rosy cheeks.

I look at the pieces that are still in the mirror and i see a girl with long blonde hair.

I see a girl who is willing to do anything and everything to keep someone happy.

But i also see a girl who is not willing to break down her walls and let people in.

I see a strong girl. A strong girl who is holding out for a hero.

A strong girl who is done being hurt.

And a strong girl is someone she'll always be, 'cause nevertheless, she will always be a strong girl who is overlooked by the crowd.