Oh no! I broke a mirror
And yes, it wasn’t intentional
No, I don’t believe I’ve thrown away
the next seven years of my existence…
Over a stupid thing
Like a broken mirror!
Thank God! I didn’t cut myself
Picking up shards is hard enough
The last thing I need is to be bleeding
So I pick up the shards,
Wary of the jagged edges.
I gathered all the pieces in a pile
No, my world didn’t come crashing down
So what if I broke a mirror,
It doesn’t determine how my life goes.
© 2015 Shweta Suresh. All rights reserved.
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