The Cracked Reflector

Staring in the cracked reflector
She feels a powerful sense
To make amends, to apologize
And to commit recompense

Struggling to find the words
And spew her apologies far
Her troubles are hardly over
There’s nothing to apologize for

They tell her and tell her and tell her again
But believing is half of the cure
She’s not a bad person, she hasn’t sinned
Of that everyone is sure

But to take it to heart 
And believe it for real
They know that it’s hard
And they simply feel

That the effort and work 
And empathy
Impossible to do 
through the apathy

But maybe in days
Or weeks  or years
She’ll see through the fog
And finally hear

The truth that’s been 
In front of her nose
She might be unsure
But the people know

People are people
Rarely good or bad
And she’s a good friend
People wish they had
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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