Mirrors


by Jared Kessler (14)

I hate to look in mirrors,
I'm scared of what I see.
That the person that I see in it,
won't be the real true me.

I'm afraid to see the mask I wear,
and never seeing me,
that I can somehow cover up,
my personality.

I look at the face,
and really start to think.
Why can't I see me,
for what I really am?
A human being.

When I look at me I see,
imperfection and some mercy,
I also see the hate I feel,
to most of my "friends",
I always seem to see,
someone that is not me.
But I'm not sure how to stop it.

I always cover up,
my face and my feelings.
So no one knows the real me,
I am going to try hard and show,
me to other people.
And hope that they understand why.

Why this is the first time I let the real me show.
I want to finish by saying,
thank you for listening,
and I hope you understand,
why this is the first time you see me.

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