Day 326: Look at Me

I took the mirror off the wall in the bedroom

It had shattered from my smile

But I couldn’t throw it away

In the corner of the garage, it sat for a day

I was proud to not have to see it as I woke up

Or before I fell asleep

I didn’t have to wash the pity off my arms in the shower

I only had to try on one outfit

A week or so had passed before I noticed it staring at me

Right as I was heading to work

I tried to ignore it on the way home

But the reflection was too bright

I brought it back in the house, knowing I didn’t need it

It looks fine on the wall

I don’t know what all the fuss was about

Just my head talking, I'm sure

Or was it my mother or my friend or the commercial

Mirror, mirror...

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