My glass framed mirror.

Wed, 08/13/2014 - 04:26 -- Irilyn

The light from my window pane has crossed the path of my glass framed mirror.

I stare deeply into the image of I and realize the flaws of my outer and inner most being.

Frowning at the realization of only my negative flaws.

I remind myself that I hate myself for being so mindless at times though I also remember that I too can create things that no one else could imagine.

The power of an individual is unknown until the potential is revealed at their highest peak of the hour.

This hour is not unveiled until finding what their true calling may be.

I fall back into reality and smile once again.

Because I love who I am and you could not change me.

 

 

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