Mirror Maze

Mirror Maze

A Poem by FantasyWriter01

Perfection is never perfect.

Every day,
I walk through a mirror maze,
Reflections of me,
That I don't care to see.
Some mirrors hold my truths,
Others, my weaknesses,
Some reflections show who I'd rather be,
Others, who I truly am.
This mirror maze I am stuck in,
It is called "perfection",
And I am forever walking the maze,
Knowing that I will never be perfect,
And yet,
I still try.
I am still walking the passages,
Of the Great Mirror Maze.

© 2015 FantasyWriter01

Author's Note

Any advice is always appreciated.

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Added on March 8, 2015
Last Updated on March 8, 2015
Tags: Perfect, mirror, poem



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