Mirror Work

This is not denial.
It’s a different angle.

I hope you see yourself in me.

This mirror won’t show your ugly.

This mirror reflects

beauty and opportunity,

strength and structure,

optimism without denial.

My pops told me,

“No one sees you the way you see yourself.”

So let me show you what I see.

If you’re reading this,

it’s too late not to be nosey.

I see faith—

hoping one day love becomes a gain,

not a loss.

More bae, c’mon

than bae, I’m gone.

It gets sore after a while

chasing gones.

It gets boring after a while

chasing thoughts.

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