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