Mirrors Poem by Bron Dayvid

I'm losing, I’m trapped in an illusion
the truth only adds to my confusion

So if I doubt the sincerity of the words you speak
pardon my rudeness
but please don't judge my prudence
for I am only a boy

A mere child ripped from my mother’s womb
tossed into a world where they assume

My innocence will be my doom when in fact it acts as a cocoon
protecting me from what lies
behind seemingly welcoming eyes
but I see the disguise

A reflection of my conception of love
for which I have a bad first impression of

I thought it came at first sight
i should have looked twice
disgusted with the fact that
i almost trusted this once beloved

Mirror
but now I see clearer