TWISTED REFLECTIONS

I AM THE IMAGE

BEFORE THE MIRROR,

I AM GAZING AT THE REFLECTIONS,

OF A CONSCIENCE,

THAT KNOWS ONLY WHAT

IT TELLS THEM,

I AM.

I AM THE SLUT, THE SAINT!

THE BITCH, AND THE SWEET,

THE REFINED, AND THE CRUDE!

MAYBE I'M HEARTLESS,

WHEN I AM ONLY BEING MERCIFUL,

OR MAYBE I RACK AMONG

THE ABUSED AND THE CRIMINAL!

SOMETIMES I'M PSYCHO AND EVEN

THE NERD.

AND THEN WHEN THAT CEASES,

I BECOME THE JOCK,

AND THE WIMP,

WHO IS THE SOLDIER

AND THE PACIFISTIC

BULLY WHO SINGS

THE CHURCH HYMNS.

I AM SO STRONG,

AND I AM THE WEAK ONE,

THE LEADER, THE FOLLOWER,

OF ALL THAT YOU SEE.

I AM THE MIRROR,

THE SCAPEGOAT,

THE LABEL,

OF YOUR EXPECTATIONS,

JUDGEMENTS, DECREES!

THAT YOU SO BESTOW

UPON YOURSELVES

AND THEN

ARE BLINDED

TO THE FACT

THAT SOMEWHERE,

AMONG THE STEMMED REFLECTIONS

OF YOUR CREATIONS,

LAYS THEM

LAYS HIM,

LAYS HER,

LAYS YOU !

ALL AMONG THE TWISTED

REFLECTIONS

YOU ALL ALLOW

TO BE PLACED WITHIN

ME

I AM THE MIRROR!

THE SCAPEGOAT; YOU BELIEVE.

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