| Mirror Looked into a mirror but cannot see my face rough outline of the world, but still no face. Vision stopped, cant see past my eyes, still i have a reflection in my mind. Busy people, me standing still, missing, lonely but standing in a crowded world, covered with empty people. Am i the only person who is full? Why do they keep on walking? Never stop to reassure? They dont care. Magnetic eyes fall upon filth, staring, looking deep, still no hope that ill find something to fill my empty world. Everyone looks in the mirror, no one can see their face, for a face holds character, but these are blind, dull, missing, lonely and alone, within a rough outline of a so called full world, looking at it through a mirror. Poem index |