You Have No Choice Poem by Kevin Lomax

Why does the mirror always look back
Please, you, tell it to stop
Make it go away;
Short turn left and I see a friend
A silvery window across a hall
I like him very, very much
And smile for a moment in a month
I can see right through it
Into someone else's eyes
Do you see?
Look
He's not laughing at me
He's not crushing me
He's not hurting me
Both just are
But one is hate
And the other is not;
Breath deep and long and close my eyes
I can't see now so
I feel freedom's moment
Like a cruel lost friend;
Time swallows him whole
Come back, friend
My eyes are open now
I look back at the mirror
You have no choice