I scrub away the pain,

To bar the raw truth underneath

I fight what is real; fight was is in front of me

Since thinking of it makes me ill,

These words of motivation only bring forth scorn

For I do not trust within, they are false and weightless

I perish the thought that I am different

Yet I find the same problems in my reflection as do others

The foundations of our beliefs, of what is the norm

Makes us weak to the real world

For if we can not recognize the different pieces that are life

We can never truly know ourselves and what our true potential is

We rue the day that we are alone, prodigious in our amazing existence

Yet we separate ourselves intentionally from what we do not understand.

When you look in the mirror long enough, you start to not recognize yourself

The features of your face turn to wax, the texture of your gaze foreign

You become a stranger, and you fear the look in their eyes

For a moment you hate them, and you want to flee for fear of safety

Your feet beneath you stumble back and reality snaps to attention

You feel foolish for your idiocy, it’s the same face you’ve had forever

But that fleeting fear remains within, taunting you

One can never truly know themselves

That is until they do not indeed recognize their own face.