Mirrors

Lost again or is found in the hum of everyday
Where people see you as you….

Or do they?
See you as you are, as they choose to?
They see your clothes, your make up, your money, your physical world
But did they see the dried tears your forgot to wipe
Do the see the sadness in your eyes?
Don’t they feel the depths of yours sadness as you walk in towards them

Your physical pain
Your mental anguish
The dull ache of your heart
Your sleeplessness nights
Of your loss
Of your inability to question it all
Of your inability to control it all

Better still do you see there's?
what do you see in the mirror?