Reflection
It is late in the evening again. I got nothing to else to do. I decided to watch some cartoons and movies. I can't help but to reflect on it again.
This is what I always do. I reflect on everything I do, on everything I see, on everything I hear - on everything. I always look on my reflection, but I can't see myself.
I try to look what's inside of me, of what I've used to be, of what I've become. I always fail.
I see myself to be present in every situation I imagined. I look to myself as a hero. I look to myself as a valuable someone. I look to myself as me.
In reality, I can't see myself as a hero. I can't see myself as a valuable someone. I just can't see who really is myself.
I look at my reflection and prove that I'm still there, but I just can't stop staring. Maybe, this is what I get for reflecting too much. All this time, I was just reflecting. Unmoved.
Someday, I know I will make a difference. Someday, I will see my reflections moving. Someday, my reflections would be real.
Reflection
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