A lonely reflection

I think I'm alone

a lonely skipping stone

ripples reminders i am, that I am at all

crawling up walls

it's now not being able to look upward

careful not to say another word

but I always do

like there was a special notion I could imbue

forgetful of my selfish nature

vanity false but a good temporary suture

special compromises to keep me prisoner

but they argue it's just the origin of her

I can't get through secondary glances

it's a promise the her in the mirror dances

I don't remember looking

but these days I'm lonely even through the glass