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mirrorMirror; mirror lie to me,

I cannot see the flaws in me!

I know they are there! They have to be,

While watching others from the edge of the digital sea.


Mirror; mirror it has to be,

The mental instability,

My vistas charged with normality.

The real world my unreality.


Mirror; mirror indulge in me,

Show me the scars hid so deep,

Let me cut so blood may seep,

A cut so deep forever I sleep.


Mirror; mirror restore to me my dignity,

Stolen by others through social ability,

I blame the self the controlling aspect,

Begging soon for my casket.


Mirror; mirror who can it be,

The one that will finally love me for me,

To hold my hand,

Walk barefoot on sand


Mirror; mirror grant hope to me,

A future I can see,

Not of hope or joy but of forever pain injures,

But am strong and I will defeat the mental ninjas.


Mirror; mirror you lied to me,

Not perfect! I see!

The person that is me,

I am the person I am meant to be,


I am strong and wise,

A beauty no prize,

But I am a gift,

So mirror, mirror I do smack your will not judge your just crack.

About Mr BPD

About Author. I have Borderline Personality Disorder and as a writer and poet I explore my madness through the creative arts. I have a personal belief that even in darkness light exists and it is a personal responsibility to always seek the light and I find the light in creating something.
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