Break a mirror, look at yourself through it
You see someone who you know you are not
You reflect on who you are
Reflect on what you have achieved
Reflect on what you hope to achieve
Reflect on what you failed to achieve
But your world is in deep turmoil
A confused mind, a rubix cube, a beautiful mess
Go out in blue, paint your face with colours
Hello, am Mr. clown, got some jokes up my sleeves
Goes back home, wear the black outfit
Sits and thinks of the past mistakes
You want to cry but you can't
The tears are near but you can't
For some reason tears represent weakness
Nobody really understands your world
I'll be damned if you even understood it yourself
You hear the lightening, a thunder storm comes your way
You run down, to receive the first drops of rain
It continues to pour and pour,
Tears come out, heart bursts, brain waves off the chart
You look to heaven and give out a loud scream
Then fall to your knees, all feeling weak to the muscles
Cold sets in, you went out topless
Bag and baggages of wrong decisions
Or good decisions we end up regretting
You seem to hold all but still out of control
You let out another scream and the cloud cries more
Zeus hears it and out of pain unleashes more lightening bolt
But while all these happen, you know the right thing
You got up to your room, looked at the mirror again
You know your new target, to be the man in the mirror
Free from lies and deceit, pretense and doppler gangers
If there is gonna be a you, it should be a YOU
You know what you must do
So you thank the cloud for crying with you
Still shivering, you now have a cold
It's an appointment with a doctor tomorrow, before noon.
About the Creator
Harydo Neon
I drain my thoughts through my pen. That's the only way I breathe.
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