As I look into the mirror
fear crept in silently
I questioned myself
"What if he despises my outfit?"
"What if she detests my hairstyle?"
"What if they disagree with my decision?"
paranoia fills my soul
helpless is all I am.
Doubts were feeding my mind, again
out of the blue,
I saw an oppressed yet agitated man
standing right beside me
He clutched my arm tight,
and he said,
"Who cares what he thinks?"
"Nobody cares what she sees!"
"It's your own decision!"
Surprise swept me off my feet.
"Who are you?"
I asked, flummoxed.
He answered, convinced.
A gigantic revelation shone.
All this while,
when I was contemplating what people think of me,
I lost happiness, I chased away felicity
Why should I torment myself to such great lengths
Just to 'please' the judgmental people around me?
I found myself speechless
when presented with this enigma.
I looked into the mirror,
I saw an imperfect human
but with a smile, I said
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