Mirror

What do you see when you look in the mirror? Do you see the beauty that you hold? Or maybe of your soul? Do you see your beauty? What do you see when you look in the mirror? Do you see the invisible scars? The ones that cut so deep they sting with a slicing sensation that is scary? Do you see your pain? What do you see when you look in the mirror? Do you see your flaws on display? Open to the world, never really hidden away? Do you see your flaws? What do you see when you look in the mirror? Do you see your insecurities burning holes in the rest Of the pants that no longer fit over the growing pit in your chest? Do you see your insecurities? I really do wanna know what you see… Do you see the true you? Or the one in your head you often misconstrue? Do you see what I see? I see beauty bursting at the seams Teeming with what is happy to be relieved Of the chains holding back “taking one for the team” I scream so you hear me hoping to be retrieved You’re amazing! I hope now you see