The mirror lies.
It overexagerates your flaws
It makes you see what no one else sees
It laughes at you.
It mocks.
The mirror is blind.
When you look in the mirror,
the mirror doesn't see you.
It doesn't see your talent,
Or the way your friends love you.
It doesn't see your inner beauty.
It can't see the way you glow when you talk about your favorite things.
It can't see the way you love animals, or the soft spot you have for your annoying cousin.
The mirror is mean.
YOU ARE READING
In the Dark
PoetryI write poems when I can't sleep. I bleed my mind. These poems are unedited, and written in the dark. Some poems are free verse, and some I wrote with a clear rhyming pattern. In some poems, I tried. But I surprise my self sometimes.
