the days blur
into nights
and i'm still
me

assuming position
wanting assurance
hoping for flattery
that rarely comes

the mirror has betrayed me

the once bright eyes
that stared back
have turned into
criticizing
judgemental
globes of hypocrisy

i harbor a dislike

i cradle a disgust

the love, built over years,
has crumbled down
after just one glance
into the
familiar.