My life is like a mirror.
And everyone's looking.
Whoever crosses?
Looks profound to me.
When they smile,
I smile at them.
When they cry,
I cry with them.
When they are heartbroken,
I feel tragic for them.
When they are happy,
I feel happy for them.
Everyone tells me.
How great their life is
Or how broken, they are.
I always stood with them no matter what the hour.
No one sees my broken pieces
Or irregular shapes
And different sizes.
They simply talk and think.
About themselves.
And I have to always.
Hear them out.

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