Father of lies
Crippling self-doubt
Mirrors don't tell true stories
Tossed on the rocks
Discarded
Abandoned
Left behind with only
White cliffs as a prison
Using the rocks to smash
My hands
To make sure I can feel
Using the glass to cut
My arms
To make sure I don't
Wanting to be seen
Wanting to be forgotten
Unsure where I belong
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