Perceptions

July 3, 2013

Never can I once just walk past a mirror

I am not concideded, nor am I bitter.

Only am I curious

To see my relflection

To see how others judge my appeance

And view my intentions.

Never can I once just walk past a mirror

not to see me, but to see what others see.

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