The Reflection of Ambiguity

A Ottava Rima poem I whipped up real quick. It is about the ambiguities of perceiving a reflection.

You look upon it, for what shouldn’t you see?

But you are missing all that the others find,

’Cause the reflection is of ambiguity.

For all that be important, you are found blind,

Still you look and gaze upon it, certainly.

But you have found the limits of your mind.

Now you think that you can see it very clear,

But oddly enough, your conclusions still veer.

Author's Note

Hi everyone! i am new to this so I would love some constructive feedback. It is sort of just a simple-draft. Thanks!