Reflection

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Like looking through glass

All broken and shattered

The reflection was strange

This person left battered.

 

You are not invited

Protested in tantrum style

I never asked to see you

Have you been here all the while?

 

I don’t want to hear it

I’d rather not know

Wouldn’t it be easier

Just to lay low?

 

It appears were attached

Apparent you won’t leave

You are ruining everything

I wanted to believe.

 

Ok. Fine. Stick around.

If you insist

But I’m keeping you in check

Yea, I’m makin’ a list.

 

So tell me I’m ugly

Stupid, fat or mean

Show me the ways

In which sometimes I’m seen

 

I’ll take that challenge

And raise you a few

And one day YOU’LL see

Our reflection is new.

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About Heather Rayne

I am a mom, wife, writer, volunteer, eater of food, lover of animals and avid TV enthusiast. I am opinionated, honest, compassionate and sensitive. I can also be difficult, hard headed and emotional. I consider myself to have a great sense of humor and am very attracted to that in others. I am striving to live an authentic life. I am attempting to learn how to find happiness in the now. I always have hope to be a better person. That being said - I can be vulgar, negative and even a little bitchy at times. I say what I mean and my filter is often dysfunctional. With me, what you see is what you get. I have strong opinions and am quick to speak my mind. This can cause problems from time to time but I do not ever intend to hurt or offend anyone. With that - be warned. I do hope you enjoy my site. Thanks for visiting and have a swell day.

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