Your broken mirrors   are your best feature.   I watch my step   to not cut myself.   I’ve made you dull.   Dreamless nights   have made you dull.   Stick it back where it belongs.   Lock it up   inside you.   Don’t come home   looking that way.   Look at me.   I’m so old.   Inside me,   I’m so tired.   I see   lifeless corpse,   Aging skin,   Dying skin.   Look at me.   I’m so old.   Inside me,   I’m so tired.   I see   I’m falling apart   piece by piece.   Look at me.