My Mirror
I don’t like what I see in my mirror.
As I stand in front of it,
I feel the urge to shatter.
I shatter, and bleed through.
My wounds they bleed on you.
You’re soaked in what was once mine,
I don’t like what I see in my mirror.
I soak you one last time,
Drive you away as I bleed on you;
I don’t like what I see in my mirror.
Shattered, shards, cuts, wounds and blood-
I don’t like what I see in my mirror.
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Explication:
Mirror here refers to the perception of the person, their lens through which they see the relationship. The constant urge to be 'normal' moulds their behaviour and perspective, feeling worthless and tattered they drive everyone dear away, for they do not want their wounds to bleed on them.
Wounds bleeding= flow of heavy emotions like sadness and mental breakdowns/manic episodes which often end up being projected on the ones dear.
