Looking into the Mirror

I looked into the mirror and saw a monster. A person who has hurt people and expected them to come back into her life. I have stabbed people in the back and cry when they are too hurt to come back into my life. While looking into my mirror I saw my mind, and just saw an evil cloud that hurts people. I put up a front to say I’m a good person, and maybe part of me is. But I’m really an evil person. My parents even want to take me to a psychiatric hospital to ease my pain. But that won’t help. I lost my love. I was given a shinning crystal in the polluted sea and rather than appreciate and show it love, I covered it…