Mirror image?

Mirror image here,
Glass image there,
In our mirror image,
All we see is a slanted view of the life going on behind our tears,
But we miss it all,
As how we look is what is in most of our fears.
Looking back to when we were younger,
How we looked in our more youthful years...
Thankfully I’m not that vein,
As my mirror image is really just glass,
As I see through it,
Like staring through a window pane.
Not in it.
Not living in the past.
For some it’s from torment or being cheated on or hurt, 
As especially then the past is best forgotten,
Just remember any good bits as the rest will all be rotten...
My future is full of happiness,
Smiles and laughter,
As I know,
That’s the future that I’m so after...
I don’t want to live in doubt,
Living life regrettably is not what I’m about.
Learn fast.
Think fast.
Never giving up on life.
Never wanting to finish last.
Making sure as always,
That my boys and my happiness,
Our contentment and closeness,
Will continue to everlast.
Even if it means wheeling around lazer quest,
Looking for the little red light on your gun to laser blast.
Even in my wheelchair,
My kids have to think on their feet and do it fast.
So I’m glad for me a mirror is just like looking through a piece of glass,
Seeing through it for the future,
And not a mirror image back,
With the scars I’ve been left with,
I'm fragile like glass,
As i still have demons,
from deep within my past!