Shadow of my mind

 
You torn pieces of my body.
You put concrete on my skin.
Now i am trying to make it up,
To see what went wrong.
Ineeded to be understood,
For all my choices and lifestyle,
All i got.
Somebody who refused,
to open the door.
Somebody with an opinion,
without ever walking on my shoes.
Staring blankly in the mirror.
I wanted to cut the image.
Wondering?
It was me before, and it is me now!
As you left your stamp behind,
Deep there on the shadow of my mind.
Why is my reflection shouting back at me, this time?
Why am I having this sense of being wrong?