THE MIRROR NEVER LIES

Not all wounds are visible, not all truths are

There once was a being called Mirror, Who revealed the flaws within another. Through her, we learn and extrapolate, For she is never afraid to speak the truth.

Even when one is stained or broken, In her eyes, there is no hatred spoken. Your burdens, she will not exaggerate, But simply show what has been put forth.

Her words are never merely fanciful, Nor woven from make-believe or pull. Her reflection is never cast as bait, For truth should never be hidden beneath one’s feet.

She gives, she takes, She rises, she wanes. To many, she remains a guiding light, An alliance powerful when embraced right.

Yet few still live beside the Mirror, And none pause long enough to see her error, Not even herself. So pay attention… and become yourself.

when the truth stares back