Mirror, Mirror
Mirror, Mirror on the Wall,
Why am I the most different,
of them all.
Why can't I be,
the one in here,
and be the one I am.
Is there something about me?
That makes me so different?
Or is it the look I view,
to see myself wrong.
I want to be the one,
I want to be.
And be myself,
always to be.
To be liked,
and cared for,
like the "Man in the Group".
If only I could,
be the one I see,
in this Mirror so deep,
Then someone will know,
this truth I seek.
To seek myself,
I must go into this Mirror I see,
and break them all,
for I will be the one I want to be.
So Mirror on this wall,
What shall I do,
Break you down,
and do what feels right?
Or should I go along,
and wait until time,
Blossoms me forth into the light,
For as much I want to Blossom,
I get stuck trying,
So let me have time itself,
see what course to take,
and Mirror, Mirror,
Let my Reflection Reach.
Copyright © Eric Urbas | Year Posted 2009
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