A mirror that reflects my appearance
Portrays a picture with no essence
Foreign to my eyes suppressed
Who is this stranger unrecognized
A face that doesn’t align with self image
A picture understood is a mirage
Where is it’s history of perception
Witnessed through a lens of deception
Recognition ages with graying hair
An apparition stares with a failing pair
Eyes that have seen pain and joy
Graced with an ending story

Graced with an ending story
Eyes that have seen pain and joy
An apparition stares with a failing pair
Recognition ages with graying hair
Witnessed through a lens of deception
Where is it’s history of perception
A picture understood is a mirage
A face that doesn’t align with self image
Who is this stranger unrecognized
Foreign to my eyes suppressed
Portrays a picture with no essence
A mirror that reflects my appearance

11/09/2025

Posted on 11/09/2025
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