I have no confidence;I hate my reflection;How can I face you,When I’m too afraid of a mirror There’s nothing good to see here, So why would I want to show you? What you don’t want to see;What you pretend doesn’t happen. I don’t think it’s true, But not entirely false:You like that I make it … Continue reading (1 note, 4 untitled poems) | 9 September 2021 | “what it means to really want”