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A Mirror Has the Upper Hand
A mirror always has an upper hand you say?
How can this be? A mirror only sits and waits, for someone to catch a glance.
A mirror? How silly! A mirror is nothing but a portal reversing its own reality.
But this is the wrong way of thinking I’m afraid.
A mirror sees what we wish to not see.
The thighs that have no gap, skin that is not perfect, a stomach that is not flat, eyebrows and eyelashes that always disappoint.
We cover ourselves up, looking in the mirror.
Adding make-up, jewelry, excessive accessorizing, items we do not need, to blend. To shield “imperfections.”
Yet you can not hide from a mirror, a mirror sees all.
So what if the whole world was a mirror? All looking back at you. You have nothing to hide but your own creativity.
Would you act similar to before? If you were only afraid of yourself?
So tell me, does the mirror have the upper hand?
I see what others wish not to see.
I see all imperfections.
There is no such thing as perfection.
I can always see the bad.
But I can always see the good.
Silly people, always hiding.
Hiding things they dislike about themselves.
It is so strange, I see lots of different people and the one thing that they all have in common is insecurities.
Yes I see all the bad.
But are those quirks really bad?
I see what others wish not to see.
But soon you'll see too, that imperfections are perfections.
I have the upper hand.

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My peice is inspired about my interpratation of what I and other people may see when they look in the mirror.
The first thing I do when I wake up is look in a mirror, I look at what I can change about myself. Wether its putting on make-up to changing my outfit more than twice. When I wrote this poem I was working on my perspetive on how I want to view myself. I want to view myself as someone confident enough to not have to look in the mirror, and when I do, love my flaws just as much as I love my "perfections."