I glance at the mirror and I see
My public image reflected back at me.
Balding head and patchy beard
Blue eyes astride a nose that's weird.
A closer look at my face reveals
An inner strength my tear conceals.
My role in society is a mask
My inner demons brought to task.
If I stare at my reflection any longer
I feel the demons getting stronger.
There is an anger inside of here
One that's born of love and fear.
It stares back with a smile not mine
A madness twinkles in eyes that shine.
I must look away from the beast inside
Force it behind my image to hide.
My reflection is a part of me
But not a part I want to be.
The mirror's image is not my friend
I pray it doesn't bring about my end.
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