When I look into the mirror
Searching for that something that I lack
A pair of strangers eyes appear
Greedily looking back
Desire and expectation flood the image that I see
Demanding that I surrender every single part of me
I struggle without cease to be the one left in control
But the reflection is persistent
Holding me in a chokehold
What if I become the one inside who isn’t
The reflection and reflector flipped
I mean, who would be the wiser
It’s done everything I ever did
My ultimate advisor
Someone’s coming, time to decide
The being or the image
The outside or hidden inside
This optically odd package
Tell me, can you tell?
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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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