The Mirror Lied
You were seduced by silicate reflections,
unflattering images
of your perceived epidermal imperfections
The bedroom mirror showed you
your deepest fear
It's crystalline voice told you
what you wanted to hear
Enhance your beauty
surgically
Change your outer self
cosmetically
But the silicate mirror lied,
it didn't tell you the whole truth
about shedding some of your skin
Once the laser knife goes in,
and parts of yourself
gets thrown in the trash bin
You won't recognize yourself anymore
Someone else is gonna be looking back at you,
somebody you never knew
This person is gonna sell to you,
that they're better than your natural self
Rearranged celluloid perfection
erases the flaws you always seemed to see
The mirror speaks with superfluous authority,
lying so seductively
The new you didn't erase your inner scars permanently,
but you're the magazine cover you always wanted to be
The lying mirror says you acted so bravely ...
Enhanced your beauty
surgically
Changed your outer self
cosmetically
You did what the mirror told you to do,
made yourself into a better you
But the beauty you wanted so desperately,
had already began to fade ...
the moment your skin kissed the blade
The silicate seducer tricked you,
played on your vanity,
played on your insecurity
And as your body withers away over time,
the disingenuous mirror is gonna chortle to you: tell you
that your faded, altered beauty was a self-inflicted crime
Copyright © Freddie Robinson Jr. | Year Posted 2017
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