Closing my eyes I choose to be blind
to not see life as reflected in a mirror
but in a heartbeat of hope to find
truth hidden beneath the skin,
a blurred reality which I see clearer
with a smile and not the tears
found when not sure where to begin
and my life becomes full of fears.
I choose to not let your vanity
disrupt my journey through years
of slowly restoring my sanity,
so I close my eyes as to not see
a reflected life of what could be.