Your Image
There is an image you see in the mirror,
that is the one you feel is superior.
You stand in awe of the image created
but you are without comfort leaving you frustrated.
The voices in your head that make you feel insecure,
you fail to realize that they are the wrong ones.
They make you see the surface and not what is underneath
and conclude you are nothing burying things yet unseen
You find shame in your darkest days,
filled with hate for your wayward ways.
When sunshine creeps in at dawn to reveal it all,
the image you see is the one that is superior.
Nothing in this world can make you believe it.
Not even the mirror can make you see it.
If you cannot accept who you really are,
YOU can never know what it means to be better
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