Reflection Of Yourself Poem by Saint Cynosure

I don't get lost in photographs,
I'm a stranger in my mind.
A smarter man for you to seek,
is really hard to find.
True to me you understand,
I'm who you wish to be.
If you could only be yourself,
instead of being me.
Take a look,
a second glance,
stare with total sorrow.
In disbelief of what you see,
it will not change tomorrow.
There is no hope,
there is no help,
you think no one can tell.
Hard of truth is realized,
in this reflection of yourself.