Looking at yourself, seeing someone else

It’s how it always is, how it’ll always be

Is this who you are on the outside?

It’s so different from the inside . . .

So misleading

It makes you mistrust yourself

A brilliant feat of life, indeed

For you cannot trust anyone else

Until you trust yourself

So stop looking in that reflective glass

Stop trying to find who you truly are

When all that shows up is who you’re not

Because nothing can reflect who you really are

Not even that crystal clear circle

Nothing can accurately represent

That inner persona that hides from the light

Cowering from all that is cruel

All that doesn’t accept what it is

But if that part of you doesn’t come out

Then how does it know it’s not accepted?

This is why some of us don’t feel complete

Because if you don’t let yourself live

Then you don’t know what you’re missing

Maybe it’s different from me to you

But I find it hard to believe

Everyone has something to hide

So what if we all let it show, on the outside?

Only then could we see each other

So why not start now?

Find yourself on your own terms

If there seems to be no time, make some

There can always be time

Time for you to define who you want to be

And cast away the distorted image of yourself

In order to make your own

An image true to you

And true to only you