I wanna know what you see when you look in the mirrorโจ on a day youโre feeling good. โจI wanna know what you see when you look in the mirrorโจ on a day youโre feeling bad.โจ I wanna know the first person who taught you your beautyโจ could ever be reflected on a lousy piece of glass.
Andrea GibsonThe trauma said, โDonโt write these poems. Nobody wants to hear you cry about the grief inside your bones.
Andrea Gibson