The Mirror

The Mirror

A wall of reflections

I see you, 

as you berate yourself,

day in

and day out, 

about your imperfections.


I am a wall

between the you

you want to be,

and the you

that you are. 


I show you the truth,

or at least

what is there of it.

In me you see yourself,

though you are often scared

to reach for it.


A reflection is a copy,

often crumpled by waves and wind,

making the lines washy,

the image indecisive. 


But I am not the water,

I am unmoving and impartial to your ways,

I am just a window, you see you in 

every day.



16 years old



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