You look in the mirror
And see
See too much
See their mistreatment
See your failures
See it all but don’t want to.
You look in the mirror
You like it for once
And then you feel
Shame for being vain
Shame for thinking about you
Shame for even thinking. Just
Shame.
When smashing the mirror –
the smithereens –
make a realisation –
all of it was a façade =
a masquerade in glass.
Because the broken pieces
Make a broken person and
Broken people can only dream of being whole.
