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A poem by me smile

I've been lookin' in the mirror,

And I don't like what I see,

If I could change my reflection,

Would I still be the same me?

Would I blend in with the rest,

Conform to their ways?

Would I turn into a character of their messed up plays?

Their train of thought is zooming,

I'm barely hangin' on,

In my ears their words are booming,

In their chess game I'm a pawn,

They think themselves the king and queen,

I'm just their useless toy to waste,

They live in a gingerbread castle,

They don't realize the pawns are the paste,

If the paste is removed,

Everything else will break,

Their domain of lies crumble like a cookie,

Yet still they see me as only a rookie,

I'm new to their game of popularity,

They push me down at the thought of being beat,

I'm just and instrument in their foul orchestra,

Taking part in their melodies of evil,

Dragged into their ensemble,

They are the exact opposite of humble,

How was I carried into this mess?

How became I buried in my distress?

I seem to have let myself go,

Led into the distraction of the reflection,

Transfixed by the image in the mirror,

I led myself astray somehow,

Without any realization.

I though I was on the right track but now,

I'm only covered with frustration,

Why did I reach out to grasp the foul misleadings of the world?

Why did I not dodge the temptations that they have at me hurled?

I have the strength,

I must stand strong,

For whatever length,

And however long,

I'll pick up my sword, my shield and stand,

For a gruesome fight is yet at hand,

It is the battle within.

The fight within the looking glass.

I really liked the imagery you used.

I like it. You really capture the day to day struggle in your words. I like the ending too.