When You look into the mirror and see

Yourself as a bloated, grotesque, monstrosity of a being,

You should remind Yourself that the mirror lies.

 

When You look into the mirror and think

Of Yourself as nothing more than a waste of reflection,

You should remind Yourself that the mirror lies.

 

For when You look into that mirror and see

Yourself, You must remember

I must remember

That there is nothing but lies dwelling within.

Lies that draw You in and warp Your image

through a cloud of repressed acrimony and animosity

at the savage world surrounding You with false pretenses

of what love and life should be,

through a thick, matted curtain of melancholy and misery

that seems to drag you closer to the ground with each step

You take, even when the mirror is miles away

and there is no filter that can change that.

The river flowing around You is clouded, my dear.

And only time can purify her waters.

 

So when you look into the mirror and see

the diluted, murky image of yourself,

You should remind Yourself that the mirror lies

and to look to me instead.

 

For I have seen what You have seen in the mirror

and I know with great certainty that murky waters,

a clouded image,

cause the greatest pain.

So I will remind You that I can see You for who You truly are

and tell You that what I see is perfection.

Yes, I will tell You what no one told me.

And time will pass and the mirror will become more truthful.

Your image will clear and You will be able to see Yourself

for who You truly are.

But your image will become muddled again,

of this I have no doubt…

 

And when You look into the mirror and wonder

How anyone could be more perfect than you,

You must remind Yourself that the mirror can lie,

So you must turn to the window.