Without us knowing,
The mirror reflecting us is showing, a recreation of the perfect reality, we’re all blinded by a fantasy.
All because the mirror isn’t in one piece; ’Perfect’ Is the only picture that everyone sees.
We act like we don’t know,
While everyone sees what
it really does show, all it’s fake.
We caused it to break,
After calling it a big mistake,
And we finally start to realise,
We still want to make,
Up even more lies.
But why should we care,
Although everyone’s aware.
We are letting the unreachable win, by just trying to fit in.
We don’t dare, and the ones who do are treated unfair.
That fantasy turns into dreams,
While getting hit by reality it only seems, it’s something they’re unable to achieve,
Dreams turned into goals
Are erased caused by disbelief.
People strive at perfection,
The opposite of their reflection.
They struggle with what’s real,
So they try to conceal,
With whatever they are dealing
And what they’re really feeling.
By pretending the mirror did not shatter, and everything what they really were, didn’t ever matter.
A mirror doesn’t show you the person you could become,
it only shows your state at a specific moment and
everything you could overcome,
And if you don’t like whatever you see, you’ll have let the insecurities won.
Do not hide from this fight,
Learn to love who you are inside. When you accept who you truly are, the wound closes
remaining only a scar.