by Kylie Smith
Tell me, does he know your heart is breaking?
Tell me, can he see the walls and earth are quaking?
Do you even know what you really need?
Don’t be stupid, girl; just be free.
One step is all it takes to be who you want to be.
Now tell me, is he always by your side
or by the hour, has he left you far behind?
Hold on. Wake up. Open your eyes.
He’s not just pretty; he’s a beautiful lie.
Now look me in the eyes and tell me just who you really think you are.
You’re not his. You’re not anyone’s.
It’s just you, yourself, and I.
Shatter I, reflection, staring back from mirrors tall
and don’t look back unless you intend to fall.