Everyday I look in the mirror, and every freaking day I see flaws. My mirror has some scratches, and some rough edges. Just like me. And then I wonder, can my mirror see my scratches, all my rough edges, and all my flaws? Mirrors are a funny thing. You look at them and see yourself, the source of vanity, so if people acknowledge that, why does every house you walk into have one? That's because vanity is a sin, ever so tempting, and being humans we sin all the time. Humans hate restriction. If someone says something,we'll most likely do the opposite. Human nature. But back to mirrors. The clear glass with a back creating a reflection of ourselves. Quite amazing to think about.... The days I look in the mirror and see something I like are rare. That's a sucky thing about mirrors. They make you second guess yourself. And that really sucks. But everyone still loves mirrors. Mirrors are a funny thing.
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poems about life
Randoma bit of my life and some others I know. can be sad at times but deal with it. that's life (especially mine)
