When I stare into the mirror,
What is it I see?
I see my own reflection,
Staring back at me
But then I look deep within,
The mirror of my soul
I see my present, and my past,
And what the future holds
I see myself as what I am,
And what I could have been
I see the shadow side of me,
That’s hidden deep within
As I stare at my reflection,
Staring back through my own eyes
I see myself as others do,
But I also see the lies
Others cannot see, of course,
This person I conceal
They know the person I’ve become,
But my other side is real
The mirror rids me of disguise,
Of Hatred, Truth, and Tears
I see myself through my own eyes,
And see my deepest fears
Maybe I should end it all,
So many ways to die
I lean up against my wall,
And suddenly begin to cry
The tears stream down my face,
As I begin to say good-bye,
Good-bye sunshine, good-bye dad,
Can’t say I didn’t try
Then I look into the mirror,
And see me standing there
A troubled, lost, and lonely child,
With tearstained cheeks and matted hair
The mirror has two faces,
One of truth, reality
The other is what others see,
My made-up fantasy
Well mirror thanks for being there,
But it’s time I step away
It’s time my mask came off for good,
The real me is to stay
Well spoken. You know yourself better than anyone else. However, no matter how good the mask, some will see the real you seeping through. Masks are fun for a time, a kind of disguise, but then you feel unreal and desire to be known for who you truly are. Great poem. Thanks for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice poem. People see a different side of us but we should see the whole of ourselves and appreciate.