Masquerade


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.