Incapable of showing love. So much scars unable to reveal them.. So much pain I'm screaming inside. All the hate building up, blinding me. My eyes they show me distorted figures. Walking towards the mirror, my image seems wrong. The girl I see, that's not me.. She's crying, the girl in the mirror looks so fragile like she could shatter to million pieces. By looking into her eyes you can see that she has a hole in her heart in need of healing