My father looked at me and he saw a disappointment; so he ran away to find someone with a kinder reflection.
My friend took a peek, and they saw something pleasant: They saw themselves in a different light. So they put me in a place where I was never more than a glance away.
A former lover glanced at me as she passed by; she saw something unstable, so she found a mirror whose glass she could bend at her every will.
My mother stood before me and she saw her hopes and dreams - I've never known someone to admire their reflection more than themselves, so that's why I love her in return.
I can see it all: the beauty, the filth; In fact, the only thing I've never seen is me.