Mirrors and Glass

Like the mirrors I scrutinize myself in
I reflect;
I pause for a moment-
I consider every facet of my being and every part of me that makes me myself
And I. Am. Trembling.
Because the mirrors show me who I THINK I am
The person that I think everyone can see

 

And I don’t want them to see me.

 

I don’t want them to see the imperfections and the scars and the physical strain of the growing pains because for a moment

 

I think that’s what defines me.

 

I wage war with my skin
The skin I don’t want to be in
And I try so hard to close my eyes shut so tight and dream so fervidly that maybe just maybe

 

I’m not the person staring back at me.

 

And when I open my eyes,
Not a single thing has changed.
And I wrack my brain
Trying to find some way to go so I won’t have to be the same

 

And then I remember how I used to be.

 

So hungry for feeling complete
I starved myself of everything

 

And that only left me empty.

 

And then I start to think- just maybe-
this reflection in the mirror is merely the version of me I can spend so long sculpting and chipping away at into nothing but who I really am

 

Is underneath.

 

And if I close my eyes so tightly I can start to dream of a future and ambitions and a family and uncover the truest purest genuine me myself
And I. Am. Somebody.
Who is MORE than just a body.
I am living and breathing and still pinch myself because it can be hard to believe this could really be me.

 

Like a glass half full of positivity
I can see clearly who I am
Is worthy
And fueled by creativity and living with integrity

 

And with that I think I’m glad I’m me.

 

And I’m glad I break the mirror and guard the glass-
Because I know reflections only reveal a part of me but clearly

 

There’s more to be seen.

This poem is about: 
Me

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