What the Mirror Knows

Maybe how I see myself in the mirror

It’s not how others see me

But, I am not certain

I have spent days on end trying to fix things

To better my relationship with the mirror

It shows me the truth

And I wish it did not

I wish it would let me stay lost in my sweet reveries

But, maybe what I see in the mirror

It’s not something to be afraid of

Maybe the only way to accept my flaws

It is to keep looking at them until they are familiar

Until I know them as parts of me

The shape of my nose

My tired eyes

I can go on and on

But it’s still a bit difficult to write about

Maybe someday I will be brave enough

To accept myself completely

Until then. I have words

To take me where I want to be

I try not to avoid the mirror

I am learning to be okay with my reflection

Maybe the mirror can be a friend

Maybe I can befriend myself

I think there are things I can learn

From my reflection

I comb my hair

I apply lip balm

My tired eyes

The mirror knows me way too well

But, it’s okay

I am learning not to be afraid of it anymore.

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