Reflection in your eyes

Analysing ones actions and oneself

A weight upon shoulders, a life in a balance, a crossroads needing to pass.

Life and its intricacies, everything in detail and a reflection in a glass.

A glass so clear but etched with lines, like a map of life itself.

A slip of a hand, miscalculation and it falls from the shelf.

Fragments are but particles, destined to go together,

the piecing and the effort however may take forever.

In the end you’ll hold a piece that you value and you prize,

and in that piece you know it’s worth, it’s reflection is in your eyes.