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.