The Truth About a Mirror

The truth about a mirror is that it doesn’t show you your youth

It only shows the stories you’ve lived with the lines across your face

Each line carries with it a hurt or a burden that you’ve endured

You learn to become stronger as the time goes by

Or you fall into pieces a bit each day and hide it under your skin

The truth about a mirror is that it doesn’t hide your pain

You relive it each time you glance at yourself

It slowly crawls across your face and settles into staring back at you

It doesn’t let you go until you’ve decided it’s enough

For some this pain is an eternity of hell

The truth about a mirror is that it doesn’t lie

You may hide yourself in shades of colors or masks

But at the end of the day the mask has to come off

You will have to look at yourself and be honest

Because the person behind that mirror does exist

The truth about a mirror is that it proves hate does exist in you

Each time you curse or envy someone else it’s there to see

When you want to be someone else that hate overcomes you

It makes you lose your will and you fall prey

Sooner or later you become a victim of jealousy

The truth about a mirror is that we see what we are

If we are good we see miracles in our reflections

If we are bad we see downfall in the ripples

If we are somewhere in between we never see change

But the truth comes out sooner or later for us to embrace