Mirror and me

Mirror shows a different person,

A person I don’t want to see—

Failed, broken, shattered, and bruised.

Who is it? Is it me?

​That’s not the life he was promised;

That’s not what he wanted to be.

I can’t recognize him...

Who is this? Is it me?

​His dreams unfulfilled,

His heart broken as much as he,

His will shattered like broken glass.

Who is it? Is it me?

​Why is he still alive?

Maybe there’s hope that he can see,

A hope that he can change.

​Now I remember him.

It’s me.

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