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I look in the mirror to see myself
but the image looks aloof
frustrated I through the full glass down onto the ground
Broken pieces of glass scatter themselves across the floor
each one shows a new me in so many new ways
I look and stare, pick one up, and look at it
I like the image shinning back at me and so I keep looking at it
as I turn it around between my fingers I can't see myself in full view
I keep turning and trying yet nothing happens
Frustrated I throw the glass back down on the floor where it shatters some more
over and over I do this searching for a image that I like till glass shards hug my feet
I am the same person that looked in the mirror
yet now I cannot see who I am anymore
I have destroyed my identity to feed my self ambition