I smashed myself
I smashed a thousand reflections of myself in different mirrors the otherday!
each mirror showed a different reflection not of my own.
I melted them down into glass again
made them into on giant mirror
and smashed it again with a big pebble.
Its not that I don't like my reflection its the baggage I carry
which causes me pain and anger
I wish I could smash myself and reform the real me into-
an expression of a child with a knowing smile.
An expression I haven't used before!
Noetic-fret!
Mon 30th Mar 2009 12:05
I think the clue is in the line 'child with a knowing smile'. Perhaps it is an expression you have used before, but have forgotten, and wish to reclaim that part of you. Its the baggage you carry, that we all carry that makes us forget the child we once knew. Yep, really cool.
Mike