Found myself in front of a mirror,
and for the first time,
I thought of looking at myself,
through somebody else’s eyes.
God, the picture was full of lies.
Cover to cover,
I felt like a different book.
With chapters so delusive,
and beautifully written fallacies,
that could barely be overlooked.
Some lies looked nice,
others just felt cooked.
Maybe that’s what we do-
Accept the fabrications, that feel good.