Insecurities
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I stare at a reflection sound but confused.
I see this homely image tracking my every move.
I look back, I look forth, and it's still there.
I criticize the idiosyncrasies and imperfections unaware.
The battle between what I see and what I reflect,
glances unsatisfaction beneath my breath.
Compliments achieved
only raises doubts of this alluring portrait of artistry.
The judgments are of divine,
But my diffidence unconsciously denies.
It is a conflict that attacks the inner being,
Vague and responsible as it can be
to achieve success in downgrading humanity
to the point of concealing the beauty seeded from within.
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