XII

How often we remember

Just a mere image of ourselves from yesterday

How often we come to conclusions

From our own actions that came from that same day

We look at others, laugh at stupid choices that they made

We skip what resembles our inner problems

and hear just what makes us feel above

Do you recognize that figure seen in reflections?

Do you feel comfortable looking into its eyes?

Don't look away, accept this burden

We drift to darkest corners of our conscious thinking

There we feel safe

No one would violate your mindset

Just you have the right to walki t through