Reflection

by Pal3skin

Edmunds view of himself, his feelings revealed only in his reflection. And his thoughts on how he believes to be seen by others. :::please read and review. Even if you don't like it:::

Reflection

I stand before the mirror, staring at my reflection.

Behind this mask of shame, marks and

Bruises hide, only a cold heart left to sorrow.

A burden left to rest on these broken shoulders.

Why am I left like this,

For the world to laugh at me?

Or can I change the past my reflection?