Looking at my reflection in the mirror, <br />I am not content with myself <br />I am thinking about a comment <br />that was made by someone else <br />I stopped for a moment <br />and said to myself I can change that <br />although it was just a person's opinion <br />and not a proven fact <br />I took care of the problem, <br />to my friend's great contentment, <br />just in time to learn of another's resentment <br />I asked him: 'What is the problem'? <br />and he told me that it was my attitude <br />So I decided to change it <br />in order not to be rude <br />I then tried to win the affection <br />of someone who I really liked; <br />Instead she told me <br />that my personality wasn't quite right <br />I decided that it was time <br />for a personality change <br />because she told me <br />that my intuition was strange <br />Some people then told me <br />that I needed a makeover; <br />But, I did not argue <br />or see anything to debate over <br />I then changed my appearance, <br />much to their delight <br />But as I looked in the mirror <br />I was overtaken with fright <br />I was no longer myself <br />I was was now a different person <br />Trying to be someone who I was not, <br />it just was not working <br />I said I don't care what people think <br />I'm gonna be me; <br />I may not be perfect, <br />But, I like what I see!<br /><br />Philip St. Cyr<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-reflection-in-the-mirror-2/
