Complexion. As I look in the mirror, I see a reflection, that not me. As I gaze in the mirror, I see my complexion, reversed I see. I cant say, I wish I could turn back the hands of time. Because Ill be doing everything I did yesterday, it would be a crime. If I stepped in that mirror, every mistake, wouldnt be a mistake. Everything thats real, would be fake. Everyone of my worst days, would be my best days. All of my good ways, would be all my evil ways. Thats why I am not that man in the mirror. Every single thing, is opposite in that mirror. Most people want to be that reflection. But over time it would mess with the complexion. My dreams would be nightmares. My hopes would be unfair. A endless day just to stare. But a world where all care. Thats why Im not that reflection. Cause I know Im not filled with perfection. A many walks, wouldnt be so painful. Life, at times, can be strainful. Though beauty is vainful, That, in that mirror, seeing my reflection, so painful. Out here, I love myself. In there, I hate myself. If I stepped in, I, I rather not meet. I dont think my attitude would be that neat. Thats why I say, Im not that man but a reflection in That mirror.
Posted on: Thu, 01 Jan 2015 04:49:24 +0000
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