Through the Looking Glasses

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Inner beauty is much more important than outer beauty, no matter what society shoves down our throats. This is the story of three very different men deal with their reflections and their internal monologue as to what they think of themselves.

Imperfect, but worthless.

Imperfect, but worthless.

Imperfect, but worthless.


Mirror, Mirror on the wall tell all,

Who's the worst man of them all?

I look in the mirror and despise what I see,

I get pissed off at my reflection,

And seeing some ugly motherfucker staring back at me.

I get so mad that I punch the goddamn mirror,

Bust that shit to pieces while my hand is sliced open,

Now I’m standing in a puddle of my own blood.

I never make eye contact with people,

Because I don’t want to see my face reflected in your pupils.

I shower in the dark just to avoid seeing my body.

I hate existing inside this sickening skin,

Even when I cut it up,

It’s still not enough!

It’ll be all over soon though,

I’m tired of staring at my reflection and feeling ashamed,

I hate that person who’s always looking back at me.

When I hop up on the noose,

You’ll see me on the evening news,

And they’ll talk about how the world is more beautiful,

Because a young, ugly, worthless man hung himself.

You won’t even cry at my funeral,

I bet no one will even show up!


Imperfect, but worth it.

Imperfect, but worth it.

Imperfect, but worth it.

 


Yeah, I got a lot of problems,

But I don’t think a bullet can solve them.

I try not to hate because that’s easy,

I’m taking the difficult road of loving myself.

When I stare at my reflection and see him staring back,

I don’t necessarily like or dislike him too much.

I got imperfections, some that I can’t fix.

But changing my looks would be a disservice to me.

Physicality doesn’t matter in the end,

No matter how hard society tries to bullshit you,

And you tell you being attractive is the only thing that matters,

I’m here to remind that it’s definitely not.

Even if I don’t always like my reflection,

There’s good and bad days, just like everyone else.

I don’t let society dictate my opinion of myself,

Because I can look right my past my rough exterior,

And realize on the inside I’m beautiful.

My inner self shines brighter than one thousand suns,

My looks do not define me, and they don’t define anyone.

Don’t let people feed you bullshit,

Just listen to me and you’ll be alright.

Don’t believe that bullshit that people say,

Because sometimes the most beautiful people,

Are the ugliest inside!


Imperfect, but perfect.

Imperfect, yet perfect.

Perfect...I’M PERFECT

 

 

 


FUCK IMPERFECTION,

I have zero fucking flaws!

I’m the reincarnation of JESUS CHRIST, ZEUS and THOR in MORTAL FORM.

All you worthless fuckers who talked shit at me,

Didn’t realize YOU were speaking to a GOD,

Who did not ask you to open your fucking peasant mouth.

All you fuckers are jealous of me and all my luster,

Kneel before me, the God among men!

I’m a superior man just like Raskolnikov!

I’m the ubermensch the Nietzsche described!

When I look in the mirror I can’t help but get aroused by my own reflection,

I want to jump on my bones and fuck myself so hard in the ass,

Because I’m just that sexy!

My reflection is so hot it melted my mirror!

Just my appearance cook's mortal eyes like a hard boiled egg!

I got it all, including: Money, Guns, Drugs, Hoes;

AND YOU’RE BITCH ON MY DICK FUCKER!

You CANNOT TOUCH ME I’M SIMPLY OUT OF YOUR MORTAL REACH,

UBERMENSCH IN THE HOUSE,

NOW EVERYONE DOWN ON YOUR FUCKING KNEES.

I TRANSCEND YOUR PUNY HUMAN LAWS,

IN FACT, I AM THE MOTHERFUCKING LAW.

NOW ALL OF YOU BOW DOWN BEFORE YOUR NEW GOD,

AND LET THE UBERMENSCH USHER IN THE NEW WORLD ORDER!


Take a look in the mirror,

And tell me what you see.

I can guarantee that I see something different,

I see past your physicality,

And I can see your inner beauty.


Your appearance is not a reflection of your inner personality,

No matter what bullshit society tries to feed you.

Sometimes the most attractive people,

Have the ugliest insides..


Imperfect, but worthless.

Imperfect, but worth it.

Imperfect, but perfect.

 


True perfection does not exist.

All of us are imperfect,

But we’re all worth it.


Submitted: September 15, 2015

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Keke Serene

This started off really heart breaking
And then got encouraging
And then got crazy
And then went back to encouraging
I don't really know what to say yet. Let me read this again.
Okay so.,. What happened? I'm so confused, but I think it's a good confused... Reading that second part just made me gush, but I understand your sentiments...
I enjoyed the overall flow to this, it had a really uhhrrrhhh beaty (?) rhythem if that makes any sense??? I'm sorry my thoughts are so scrambled, I've never read anything quite like this, you had a lot of twists in this that are surprising, yet a good kind of surprise. It's good to get your reader uncomfortable, bc when people get uncomfortable, that's when they start using their upper gray matter. :3
. I can honestly say that I enjoyed this! Well done!

Sun, September 27th, 2015 1:48am

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Thank you! To answer your question about what this was about; it was about 3 different people and they ways they view themselves. Like the first one would represent a severely depressed and suicidal mind, the second one was the represent a relatively stable mindset, and the third would be someone who is so full of themselves they view themselves as a God. I'm glad you enjoyed it and it made you think.

Sat, September 26th, 2015 9:59pm

jmurch

Now it is my turn to say wow! I like the multiple layers and various layers of this piece. It is like an onion. You remove a layer to find a new emotion, viewpoint, and visual shift. I think you are the talented one in the ease you transport the reader through the various degrees of this piece. I agree with one of the other comments. I will want to re read this again to fully comprehend the messages. It is a masterpiece to make me want to return. This is art to bring me back. I will be adding this to my personal reading list. The snowman is lost for words...

Fri, November 20th, 2015 12:02am

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Oh yeah, this was definitely an interesting thing to write. It was hard to write, in a sense, due to the different view points here. I'm glad this was well received, cause it was pretty hard to get it right. I wanted to make sure the viewpoint shifts were done cleanly as possible, which went well enough. There is a lot to take in here, so I see why you'd want to re-read it. Thank you very much!

Thu, November 19th, 2015 4:22pm

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