You are unbreakable. br Your will is steel. br Your resolve - unwavering. br You don’t look back; br how could you? br I look back for you - br and it hurts me. br You look at yourself in the mirror br but you don’t see who you are. br You can’t let yourself. br I understand. br So I look at you. br I see you, br and it hurts me. br I see everything - I allow myself to. br You have talent, br you have passion, br you have wit, br you have character - br beyond that of even the most br talented, br passionate, br witty, br and good. br You could be so much more. br And it hurts me. br I see you. br I know it. br And I want to cry for you. br I want tears to be shed on your behalf - br tears I know you will never shed for yourself. br I wish you would let yourself see yourself the way I do - the ways everyone does. br Then you’d know. br You already know. br Then you’d do something. br Or would you? br You are so much - so much. br And all I can do is stand here, talking br at nothing. br Because you aren’t here anymore. br Sure your face is - your hands, arms, legs, body - br but you aren’t here. br How could you be? br It would hurt too much. br So I hurt for you. br I cry for you. br I cry in vain for you br because your mirror is cracked. br It has been for a long time.