Truth in the Mirror

The mirror does not lie;

no, the truth it speaks

cuts me like glass shards.



It shows me as an image

with jagged thoughts

and edgy temperaments.



When deep inside, where

reflection truly lies~

the real me is revealed.



It is a painful realization,

seeing that this figure

is such a fragile figment.



What hides beneath skin

is exposed by broken heart

though I tried to conceal it.



It shatters this cracked soul

because all of this time,

my identity was kept within.



But now the mirror echoes

what lies inside as well as

what lies on skin’s surface.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Inspired by: No man remains quite what he was when he recognizes himself. ~Thomas Mann

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It shatters this cracked soul
Because all of this time,
My identity was kept within.

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