To regard oneself through looking glass.
Often time we set eyes upon another.
How altered vision is.
Seeing not what thy companion sees.
Imperfections one and all.
To look upon thy own face.
How does one hide large and small?
Broken glass shatters what might have been left.
Well worn mask lies close by.
Easy to reach in hasted retreat.
Never to again gaze through tainted glass.
Misconstruing images through its window.
Hide me from this calloused world.
Conceal me from they’re brutal words.
Take this misconstrued mirror away.
Keep it hidden far from me.
The world looks the same through tinted mirror.
How can I look so marred?
Where does beauty lie beyond?
Beneath this hardened heart.
Is it the heart that is tainted?
Does this looking glass reflect correct?
Is the heart pure and true?
Blemished mirror reflecting lies.
Break this glass upon the rocks.
Shatter in pieces its bitter lies.
Throw out all defiled bits.
Leave behind not a shard.
To look upon oneself in a looking glass.
Seeing what thy companion sees.
Through the eyes of thy beloved.
Should be reflected just beyond.
Copyright 2010 Lauren Hall ©
