Reflection

I looked into the mirror
To evaluate my face
The image never clearer
Showed that I was a disgrace

For my body was being
Apparently denied
And instead I was seeing
A reflection of what’s inside

Could I be so distorted?
Have I become so vain?
Then to myself I retorted
That I had become mundane

My only exertions had been
For what others could see
Never focusing within
On my personality

Is this who I envision?
Am I what I want to become?
I feel I need a revision
To virtue I must succumb!

And with a change in direction –
Convicted with truth, lacking guise
The mirror changed its projection –
I now stared into my eyes


By Aaron Michael