The Broken Mirror Poem by Tobias Vireo

I stand in front of a broken mirror.
The reflection looks nothing like me.
'That's not me, ' I think. 'Tell the truth old broken mirror.'
I see the imperfections, and they drive me crazy.
I look at my own gaze and feel regret.
My insecurities have become my greatest shame,
Always tucked away in my dark mind,
Never gone but hidden for the moment.
They whisper in my ear, telling me lies that crush my self-esteem.