Another old poem :))

I used to hate mirrors

When I was a kid

Thinking it was unnatural 

To see what I did 

The face staring back

Never felt like my own

I figured it would change 

When I was considered grown.

In a way it did 

I got used to the sight 

Of the creature it was,

its suffering and blight.

I tried to dress it up

In suits and fancy clothes 

But these brief highs

led to devastating lows.

After internal reflection 

That couldnt come from a mirror 

I began to see things 

Far more clearer.

I was never the creature 

I was told to be

I was never the creature

You wanted from me. 

Realising this,

Helped open a door,

And Mirrors dont scare me,

Not anymore.