Man In the Mirror

I see the pain in your eyes

I've seen the tears you have cried

But on the other hand

I see the greatness inside

I still hear the screams

You know when you were abused as a child

Your skies were never sunny

Always covered with grey clouds

And when you tried to speak up

They said you were too loud

So you always kept mum

Brought up by a single parent

So you never saw Dad

Now I'm wondering who you are..

Cos you really look familiar

Oh yea you're that man in the mirror

 

 

I see the grief on your face

I wont want to be in your place

I remember the day you first cut up your wrists

I know the pain gave you temporal bliss

But after the guilt seeped in...

You punched the wall so hard you had to wrap up your fist

Then your cousin introduced you to filth

Couple years down the road...

You cant even get up to piss

You now have a skinny frame

Doctors say you got AIDS

Now I'm wondering who you are

Dang, you're the man in the mirror

 

 

Sometimes I hate the image

This replica of me...

I can be anything in the mirror

I don't want to be a villain

But its hard to be a hero

And I have to remember that this man doesn't define me

My actions or in-actions make him what he is

The man in the mirror is zero without me
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Obeng Avatar
January 28, 2012 at 11:08 AM
Thank you Anne. I also liked yours
Andresen Avatar
January 28, 2012 at 3:46 AM
Hi,very well done Benjamin.I have a Mirror poem to,welcome to reading it.oxox love Anne-Lise
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