Alone

Am I not pretty enough? 
Or smart enough? 
Am I just not good enough for anyone? 
Why bother if I keep hurting myself? 

I'm just unsure right now, 
Mainly about everything. 
Mostly about myself, 
It's like no one cares. 

I'm alone inside, 
But not on the outside. 
In the real world I appear just fine, 
Then inside I'm crying for help. 

I looked in the mirror the other day, 
I couldn't even recognize myself. 
The mirror breaks, 
And is slowly replaced. 

Someone save me, 
save me from this so called dream. 
Wake me up when I see, 
The better side of reality.