Mirrors.

What do you see?
When you look in the mirror?
Do they show you who you are?
Do you see who you want to be?
I found myself in there,
Behind one of those mirrors,
Smiling back at myself,
Reflecting back at how pathetic I've been,
With the dull eyes and the greasy hair,
Do you feel broken too?
When you look at who you are?
And what you could've been?
Its never too late to smile again...

Do you like the way your eyes shine?
When you feel the love for her?
When you think of him?
Do you look away or smile back at you?
Are you seeing yourself on a pedestal?
Place yourself there with the best in you..
Find out who you are, place yourself high.
You're worth more than the mirrors show,
They show you smiling, beaming..
These mirrors hold your secret..
Be what they're making you see..