I wrote this ages ago, and I woke up in the middle of the night and just had to post it. I am nuts, I know...

I hate mirrors...

They only offer a passing glimpse

Of what's on the surface...

You can only ever see

The shape of someone's

Mouth or

Face or

Body...

But not the shape of their mind.

You can only ever see

The size of someone's

Nose or

Hands or

Waist...

But not the size of their heart.

You can only ever see

The colour of someone's

Eyes or

Hair or

Skin...

But not the colour or their soul...

I hate mirrors...

They show nothing

Of importance.

As always, I love to know what people think of my poetry so, please review. It makes me sad when no one does... *tear*