Maybe that's what – h u r t s – t h e – m o s t . . .
The m i r r o r and its lies. . .
It says you're stupid.
((&& she's fat))
((&& ugly))
((&& useless))
((&& worthless))
((&& he never loved her))
But he had.
[healwayslovedyou]
[hewillalwaysloveyou]
At least you liked to think.
So you'll pick up your dagger. . .
((&& she reaches for her heart. . .))
So S T A B I T I N , girl! ToUgHeN uP!
((&& she aims for the one place she knows it will hurt the most...))
Because it deserves every second of it.
GO!Jam it in!
But not where the mirror t h i n k s . . .
[shatterthelies]
Now t w i s t t h e b l a d e . . .
Until you can hear c r a c k i n g .
B r e a k i n g .
Until you can hear the fat, ugly, useless, worthlessmirror
SHATTER
From your sword.
[itcantlieanymore]
But it's already done its d/a/m/a/g/e/.
—I'm fat. . .
—I'm ugly. . .
—I'm useless. . .
—I'm w o r t h l e s s . . .
It made youb e l i e v e .
If only for a minute, you know it was enough for you.
((&& enough to make her never, ever want to look at herself again))
So the v o i c e s continue.
And you try to figure out WHY.
Was it h i m ?
Was h e the one that b r o k e the one everyone said was unbreakable?
He left.
Now, dating superskinny,ultrathin,wavyhaired,goldenblonde models that put you to s h a m e .
[orsothemirrorsays]
They never eat.
They never drink.
And you want to be j-u-s-t-l-i-k-e-t-h-e-m-.
So maybehe'll missyou.
((&& maybe he won't))
So stop it, Allison! Don't touch that s a n d w h i c h .
Meatball Monday? "I'll pass."
So drip, drip, drip
The pounds F-A-L-L from of you like blood.
The n u m b e r s drop, but the SMILES won't s/t/o/p/.
You are loving this.
((&& she's still not as good as them))
So you change your hair.
"I'd like blonde."
Your face.
"Yes, I'm here to see about a nose job."
Your everything.. .
So maybe he'll *S*E*E*W*H*A*T*H*E* missed.
((&& he's not missing anything))
*sobs*
[hesmissingsonny]
But you still y e a r n for his touch;
His taste;
You yearnfor him.
((&& you'll never have him))
No.
{You're s h a t t e r e d , M/I/R/R/O/R/.}
{Don't l-i-eto her anymore.}
But it still will.
[dontlistentoitsonny]
It will never *S*H*U*T*U*P* because it k/n/o/w/s it's doing d a m a g e .
It's in control; and it likes it.
So r u n a w a y , SONNY.
Run far,far,farAWAY.
But don't run to h i m . . .
Because he j/u/s/t/m/i/g/h/ttake you back.
And maybe...
You'll believe him again.
Only to realize it was all a masquerade,
A s h o w .
It was a
H(E)A(R)T(B)R(E)A(K) lullaby
You were *s*t*u*p*i*d* enough to listen to.
[hemadeyoubelieve]
But you won't fall for that again.
You won't fall for the FALLS.
You won't f-a-l-l for CHAD/DYLAN/COOPER.
Ever again.
Because you t r i e d that.
((&& you got nowhere))
...Maybe the mirror is r i g h t this time.
You changed for N.O.T.H.I.N.G
No one;;
And now you're skin&bones.
Blonde&broken.
All because he shattered you
[dontlethimagain]
So you can h a t e him.
You can have fury.
But whatever you do;
Don't fall.