Look at me when I am taking to you.
You are looking at me but I look through you.
Empty and lonely are the dead rivers that wash me through
I see your pain hidden in your pride.
Love in disguise. I see that you are not satisfied.
I see no body but myself.
Mirror on the wall. Here we are again.
Through my rise and fall
You have been my only friend
No one can understand the man I used to be.
So here we are talking to each other again
I see the truth in your every lie but I don’t see anybody by your side
Can see the guilt beneath the shame
The ego before the fame
Thirst for money before passion
Lost like a ship that forgot to sail
I see myself looking through my past everyday
Page after page on a book of tears
As I grow older by the day
Even in broken mirrors I still remain the same
I don’t see broken parts of me but the whole me
Nothing can break me as long as I don’t break my thoughts
I see the change but the message
As I greet you every day with a heavy heart
A man in mirror hear we go again
Too young to be sad in the generation of hiding of our emotions. Walking on the thin line of perfection and catastrophe compiled in a nano SIM of competition.
I dedicate it all those people who stay awake at night living in that empty gut feeling and wondering will they ever get it right for once in there lives. Looking into the empty dark room growing on doubts, insecurities and just dreaming if they will ever find what they are after.
Working sweat, blood and draining hope year after year until they can’t feel there body no more . Just waiting or hoping to get to that one year that counts. That one year that make the difference
I get you people out there. Fighting the battles the world fails to know. Killing dreams to bring bread on the table. Suffering from the diseases that never meet the eye. Hiding it all in as secrets is what this little life thrives for.
I hope these few words of mine made it clearer about the person who you see in the mirror
© G V Raghavasree