Whitney Albright - 'Broken Mirror'

I walked into my room and slammed the door
The mirror fell onto the floor
So frustrated, I my head shook
I turned around to give it a look
Something so beatiful was shattered
In so many pieces, it is scattered
Next, I sat on bended knee
I saw the broken parts of me
I tried to put it together sighing
As I cut myself trying
It would have been better to have left it alone
Then to hurt myself trying to fix it wrong

Whitney Albright

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/broken-mirror-8/