introduction

figuring yourself out can be hard, maybe just change the perspective

Messy head, shallow thoughts,
I don't know who i am but I do know who you are.
A reflection of what i could be,
a portrait of who i wish i was,
I see thousands of aspirations, hundreds
of personalities, tens of emotions in one of my reflections.
As i turn my back at the reflection,
I sense an unheard confession of a dead someone begging for the reflection to stay, aspirations not to decay, yet i turn away to look at the new scarred reflection i made.