"What I'm Looking at is Only a Shell. What is Most Important is Invisible"

A shattered mirror
A broken heart
The taunting
The teasing
She'd had enough
She wanted it to end
Have someone love her
Say she was beautiful
She knew deep down she was
Or was she
The names rang through her head
And down to her heart
Worthless
Ugly
She crouched down
Picked up a mirror fragment
Looked at her reflection one last time
Winced
Laid the fragment among the others
Curled up into a ball
And wept