The Mirror

The mirror is a great tool

for when I'm acting like a fool

And judging someone else's journey

the reflections says that I should learn me

It teaches comfort in my skin

and where the agitation begins

 The image reflected does its part

To reveal the heaviness of my heart

Or when my minds the enemy

I see the physiognomy

That shapes my face and creates the mood

You know that funky ass attitude 

which does me more harm than good

that before I never understood

Yes, meditation, when its deep

Becomes the the mirror of which I speak

T.C