mirrors reflect beauty along with flaws

so why are you looking at the mirror in the dark?

prostituting your way through life

disguising your personality as if its legit

hypocritical of your own individual

knowing the feeling is mutual

sheltered by the filter you place on your own thoughts

being conceived and yet deceived by how black and white the world is

that in the long run plagues you for your self– destruct

giving yourself off easily instead of discreetly

teasing and pleasing your flesh and

exercising your ego

instead of letting go

rather spend your last days alone

when you can’t stand to be by yourself

throwing money at your subjects

knowing money buys you position but not intuition

empty and lost

falling and don’t know how to stop or be caught

On this rampage of doubt

Arguing and fighting with yourself

because you need help to keep the

Life you hold a lie

Disgusted with the sight of your face Entrusted with your Own existence knowing its fake

Drowning trying to stay afloat

To stay above of this image that you tote

Just to cover and coat what you don’t possess

And now you are left with your true reflection..... All this time trying,  fighting and prying to resist and change  imperfections of others, couldn’t see your own while standing in the mirror