
Secret Sins & Pretty Faces
Tell me what you see when you see me.
Do you see what you want to see?
Or do you see what is?
Look long and hard beyond the veil.
What you see is neither shadow nor reflection.
It’s alien to me.
It’s your misconstrued image of me.
It’s something I wish I could be
I see a lot when I look in the mirror:
potential. possibility. pain.
The pain of my past; indelible marks it left behind
The potential of this soul to rise above that pain
And the possibility of making so