An image in reverse
A blessing or a curse
Only it knows
Staring back

It reads your stare
Tells the truth
Opens your eyes
Exposes your lies

You cannot escape
Trapped in an image
Of your own making
You attempt to cover up
But you cannot hide
For it looks inside

Your private confessional
Offering you a plea
Your can change what it sees
Or you can turn away
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Why do you look at something
But never see it?