Upset. Angry. Pissed. Life is like a damn mirror. most of the time you're just hanging around until you are desperately needed and then suddenly all the attention is on you. and after they're done with you, you go back to being just another fixture on the wall. has anybody actually bothered appreciating a mirror? i hate it that i try so darn hard to make everybody happy. trying to be the mirror that shows only what others want to see. even if it eventually means having its glass crack and break and shatter into pieces all over the floor. i want to be a million miles from where i am now.