it's easy to talk about what we don’t understand

 

create shortcut stories we like to replace reality

 

and criticize  people that we can’t stand

 

or at least that's what I see

 

today I wasn’t quite me

 

when I looked at my reflection

 

it was like I became another entity

 

the image in my head reached perfection

 

and for a minute i almost believed I could flee

 

the surprise got me back to my chair

 

and I was again me

 

but for a minute I swear ,,,

 

my eyes burned with determination

 

my face was steady and I had a goal

 

I was not afraid or hiding away from every temptation

 

I think for a minute I was more alive than ever ,whole

 

and then it crossed my mind maybe that's was always me   

 

maybe when I was young people hated me a lot

 

that I hide  with everything that I can see

 

maybe I was just good at hiding not getting caught