Seeing Ones Self

mirror

I have paused at the mirror and wondered
What image is projected, how am I perceived
Do others accept me in the way that I believe
Do I correctly interpret the looks that I receive.

I know I tend to see the faults that I can feel
Whether they are in my mind, not even real
Too often I will be my own worst critic or foe
Making excuses for things that I only know.

Distractions and pressures seem to fill my day
I experience the desire to give up and run away
Then reality wins out and I try to lift up my chin
Realizing I control whatever destiny I’m now in.

Is the mirror distorted or could it be my own eye
I know it does no good to look behind and ask why
I can only stand up and try to look forward again
Taking care of others, accepting the day I live in.

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About graypoet

Just one that at times puts the words to the page and lets them fall as they might.
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14 Responses to Seeing Ones Self

  1. OK get out of my head now!! This about sums me up, great poem 🙂

  2. Lesley says:

    I often wonder what people see when they see me…. :/

  3. Kelly says:

    Intriguing poem. Looking in the mirror makes it hard to see what others see.

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