Half Full Or Half Empty

Looking through a glass There's a world for us to see Some images are beautiful Some, a distorted reality The glass is our perception The glass creates our beliefs The glass is where we look outside The glass provides comfort; It isolates you and me If one were to stop and look inside Swirl the thoughts around and around It might cause discomfort Creating personal thoughts more profound Thoughts like, Why do I do it? Why do I judge everyone but me? Am I a better person? Or am I lost, avoiding my reality? The images are like a furnace Boiling the water inside Is it good? Is it bad? Our perception will decide As we pour ourselves into a glass Just remember the irony What I chose to see in others They may chose to see in me