Mirrors

when i look in the mirror, im looking at a face.

its not my face, its not a reflection you normally see when you look in a mirror.

Its not a reflective shiny thing hanging on a wall, or the back of my door, its the people i see.

i have many mirrors, some flattering, others not so much.

They teach me so much about myself.

When i look in these mirrors and see something i dont like, it has nothing to do with them and everything to do with me.

I could avoid that mirror, Avoid an image of myself i can't stand to look at, or i can change the image.

Instead i work on them, until i can face my live mirror and love them, i suddenly love me.


When i look in the mirror, its outdated in some way...i feel like im looking at a version of myself from the past, when i look in that mirror i dont know that girl anymore, she doesnt exist.

So i look everywhere, looking for a mirror that i recognize.

I still havent found it.

I can't change this image anymore, not like the rest.

How could i change what isnt here anymore,

so ill wait...look around sometimes...wait some more.

I could understand why this image goes unfavored, This was a terrible one, selfish,naive,too young to know better, but ive grown so much since then.

When will somebody see me now, not then.


so i continue to wait...

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