Mirror

What do you see when you open your eyes?

You are looking, but you don't really see.

You know my face, you know my name,

but you don't know my story.

The woman you trash and make fun of?

A fear of abandonment rests in her heart;

an old, but understandable reason.

But she has found her soul mate now,

and so her fear gets better with every changing season.

Love has changed me,

and the way I look at the world.

Through my eyes now, I see color - maybe you should try it.

Maybe your mouth will close,

and your mind will open up, as mine did.

Do not judge what you do not understand;

sometimes it's best just to keep your mouth shut.

If you want to know more,

start by looking in the mirror.

And hope, for your own sake,

you do not see someone weak & inferior.

Reviews

[Adreamer's Bluejay]

I like the way you turned the message of this piece around stopped doubting yourself/putting your pain into the piece but asking the "muse" if that is how they feel instead, because with their actions it seems as though it would be.

Interesting write. Very well done

[Cassie]

Thank you so much, I'm glad you enjoyed it!