Today's poem is about how people project their own behaviour on to others, often accusing them of things which they have done themselves. Having been subjected to this sort of dangerous behaviour myself from certain people I felt inspired to write this poem. It's a sad feeling when this happens and even sadder when other people believe the deception that is spread about you particularly if it could result in your demise or worse. The poem is written from the perspective of the victim and the mirror symbolises the culprit who reflects his/ her own demons onto the victim but ultimately there is no escape for the mirror. They are stuck with their inner turmoil. It's just how they're made.

The cracked mirror
Mirror mirror on the wall
You do this but it's I who falls

Mirror mirror on the wall
You smile for them and make me small

Mirror mirror on the wall
You play the system like a bouncing ball

Mirror mirror on the wall
You're cracked and warped and full of gall

I pity you. You're full of hate.
You taunt and tease with your animal bait.

There's something wrong with the way you see.
At least in time I know I'll be free.

But mirror you're stuck with your inner mind
Your warped and cracked strangeness defined

There's no escape for you I know
There's no where else that you can go

You're trapped inside your screwed up shell
Your life's bound to be a living hell.

So I pity you oh mirror true
It's just the way you are. It's you.