Tales of a Mirror

Bright and glittering new, my appearance projects nothing. Cracks and blemishes are not one with my inner shadow. Many faces may peer in to my shimmering glass expecting to see their reflection then yet their true self is not projected only a plain shell is created. Many stories are thus recorded and as time goes by cracks appear displaying wear and tear. But still faces peer in to my shimmering glass expecting to see their reflection but when will they learn that beauty is found within for many faces do not reflect what is truly themselves. As time goes by I remain a mirror but I, myself, am not free of the elements of life and age.