I tend to stay up late at night

Usually until two or three o’clock

Many people call me crazy

But this is when my mind is most clear

When I can truly sit and think

When my thoughts don’t disappear

For it’s always late at night

When my creativity lights its spark

When I write my poems and stories

With their themes so complex and dark

It’s late at night as I write this now

When a thought has crossed my mind

If you had the courage to

Would you face the mirrors of the mind

Mirrors are never kind

They usually lie to harm

But maybe that’s a good thing

After all

You mind is the same

Your mind is like a mirror

It reflects how you see yourself

But this mirror is like no other

For it reveals your true self

This mirror knows how to make you hurt

It knows how to hit you in the gut

Telling you lies

That you believe with all your heart

But a mirror can also reflect the good

Truth isn’t always bad

Sometimes it reminds us that we’ve improved

Remember that time you studied hard and got an A

What about when you led your team to victory

The mind remembers the good and bad

The happy and the sad

It’s what you choose to focus on

That truly defines you

You cannot change the past

But you can change the future

It all depends what you focus on

When you look at yourself

In the mirrors of the mind