Paperroses

I wrote another story [a short one] but before I tell it, I'd like to say a few things about myself.

I think I've driven off the edge [off the edge of the road, imagine it as a cliff] but I didn't notice. I only noticed now, when comparing the state of my life to the state of others, wondering why they're so panicked about returning to normalcy while I roam outside the boundaries which they'd rather die than find themselves outside of.

When the night begun, I found myself watching clouds move across the night sky.

Here's the story:
There was a queen who liked to stay in her room.
She spoke to her friends through the mirror.
She only ever saw one person, other than herself.
Her servant, whom she despised.
"Why are you so flawed? There is noone in my kingdom as wrong as you!"
And he replied,
"You're not the queen and there is noone behind your mirror,"

Good luck, kids.
Edit: I have decided to make better friends of the ones I have. So that I have more people to talk to about the scary things in my head. I WAS DEPRESSED FOR AN HOUR. And it was scary o_o Never again.
Edit2: There was a typo.