For years and years I was filled with fear

Of finally gazing in that dusty mirror
And losing grip of all the world holds dear.
From even myself I hid the light

That I held within since it filled me with fright.
 

I challenged myself this past year.

I grabbed some gear and cleansed the mirror,

And got an untainted perception which shined so clear.

Denial of myself now left in the past,
I rose from that terrible rubble at last.
 

I may neither be straight nor totally sane

But in these traits I’ve learned to find strength.
I can identify with others who have similar pains
In this corrupt society which ridicules and shames.
Thus I've embraced my reflection's plead to make change.