What Is That In My Mirror
A delicate dawn
that hides behind the murky mist of the soul
confuse your look
and let us see only what disturbs us
while that little voice in the background asks us for mercy
the standards of your society do not allow you to see the truth
and within you the doubt begins to arise
what is this i'm seeing in front of me.
the skin you inhabit begins to burn
Wondering why you don't look like the bodies around
but little do you know
that what hides that shell is one of a kind
a unique jewel
terrified hidden in the shadow
she is a beauty but you don't know
You are very distracted looking for your beauty outside
and forget the value you hide.
what is that in my mirror
I don't recognize that figure