Mirrors

Day by day I see myself, far across on a pane of glass

I stare desperately waiting for this ordeal to be past

I yearn to touch as I plead, all for what I want to see

Sadly my efforts are for naught, for what I get is me

Despite my better judgement I return the following day

To the glass which shows the very thing I should not hate

My bane, my pride, why do I carry thee? Are you not to protect me?

Why then do you show what I do not want to see?

Glaring vulnerabilities, desist and hide!

Sinfully sweet, persistent and oh so snide

Now that it has begun, in my very core

Alterations to myself shall be forevermore

Omit to me what cannot be unseen

For the knowledge burdened unto me

Unravel what I had once known,

Life refuses to hear this plea

For all my faults and all my follies

No longer do I see what I want, but what I need

Fairer beauty have I seen than that which was within

I must not forget what is pure as snow can be a dirty sin

Now the glass shows me who I am

But others see the fooled and damned

To love only one with such devotion

Is to bring woe that has been set to motion

Turn away in disgust you pitiful tools

Youthful eyes are blind to truth

Judge what you do not know

Fine by me, you worthless fools

I have grown so much, expanded to the sea

There is only me as I can be

No matter what others believe they see,

The glass shows truth, for it knows the real me