I Wish I Could See Me
Sometimes I wish I could see me,
The way that others do,
A glimpse beyond the mirrored glass,
A perspective fresh and new.
Would they see me like I see myself,
With flaws and fears that laid bare.
Or would they see a polished facade,
A mask I carefully wear to this day.
Do they see the real me,
The heart that beats within,
Or the fictitious person I craft to be,
To hide the pain, the sin?
Do they see the laughter lines,
That etch my soul with glee,
Or just the surface smiles I show,
For all the world to see.
I yearn to know the truth they hold,
The image they perceive,
To bridge the gap between my eyes,
And the truths they believe.
For in this mirrored maze of doubt,
I search for who I am,
Hoping that their eyes might show,
The person I can claim I am.
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