What I been through in my live. I will also Tell you what is wrong with me top and bottom. I will try my best to remember stuff to remember from when I was little. To be truthful it happened to me. Now through my stories you can hear my stories .
I look in a mirror and see a mask. It don't look like or feel like me, never has.
When I was a child we had a wall that was covered by mirrors.
I knew I shouldn't have those thoughts as a young child but I did.
I always wanted to break the mirrors so they be replaced with regular walls.
Sometimes I would cover the mirrors so I didn't see the mask.
I could never remove the mask. I tried. The scars are hidden and no one knows. Until now.
I don't see what everyone else see's. I see this mask on my face.
I wish I could remove it and see what everyone else see's, but I can't.
I do not know why I see the mask since I was a child, but I do.
It could've been because I was bullied since I was in kindergarten. Since my eyes surgeries or being sexually abused when I was a young child. Who knows?
Maybe I will never get rid of the mask. I don't know the answer to that question.
I do know that I will fight the monster inside of me and not give up.
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