Perspective

Thou the world sees me like this I Am actually like that With a mind, wandering the faces of the world with a tongue,quiet to the world with a smile,known by none it seems I am alone But,I Am actually like that Speaking to my mirror, my words are virtual seems to make sense,even in broken glass glass meant to reflect by true self i seek for something more cause, I am actually like that As a poet, I am damned each word I put down, more imperfect than the last but i still write, cause that's all i have immortal imperfections!!! Thou the world sees me like this I am actually like that