Any time I look carefully in the mirror, I see the truth
I am what I allowed; The flaws, the good, and how I treat others
When I feel bad, I look in the mirror and know I can feel good about how I try
But I cannot look to the mirror to feel good about how I treat myself
I have allowed my mind to be pulled into a place that consumes my soul
It consumes the good in me it takes me from those who love and care about me.
I neglect to share my love and time.
I’m talking about escaping the mirror.
I do not want to see myself.
Submitted: September 11, 2022
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