Here I Am

Here i am 
Staring into the mirror of futures' past
As if viewing through the droplets of morning dew
The abstract reflection gives more questions than my mind 
Can formulate answers too..
Riddle me this
What is this reverse universe that rehearses my movements
I see me 
But when asking myself,
"What do I really see?"
Alternate imagery gives outward prospective on the underlying congruence of
You and I 
The similarities are uncanny, when faced eye to eye
Then the differences are realized 
One mark here, a buise there
I'm looking beyond the glare
I can no longer stare at myself from the conviction of not penetrating deeper
 "Who am i?"
Raddles my ora 
With an array of thoughts
"Will i become more than i believe possible?"
Or will shallow actions seal my ineffective stagnation 
I zone out 
And out of the abyss 
I find the confidence to tell myself 
"Success is subjective"
So i submit myself to the formation of it
One step at a time 
Til I'm sprinting through the finish line