Sometimes I stop to ponder,
How others perceive me.
I look into the mirror and wonder,
If anyone truly likes me.

When I fool around,
I feel that some find me engaging.
Though there's always this nagging sound,
That some think I'm disgusting.

These thoughts follow me everyday,
From morning till it's time for bed.
While trying to sleep I'll first pray,
That all this is just in my head.

During that time I try believing,
That none of this is actually true.
I wish it's just that I'm over-thinking,
And that it's only a distorted view.

I share this with those I deem close,
And confide with them all my worries.
After hearing the opinions they propose,
Gives me the impression that I'm making up stories.

They taught me not to worry about what others say,
And to just be myself.
They said that I should just enjoy the day,
And not let people's remarks worry oneself.

All this have led me to finally decide,
Whether reflections are really useful,
However looking into my mirror, I finally replied,
"I need it to understand myself, it's meaningful."