Hardship?

sorin-l-javerin Poems

To those who look in the mirror And see a beautiful person And those that look in the mirror But see nothing. It matters not what cold gray world We all may live on Or a world of vibrant green and gold It is our world. Soak what gray you most in blood. Whether it be black blood of hate Blue blood of envy Green blood of greed Purple blood of lust Or the crimson of life. Take this world in your hands And cradle whats here. There is someone who understands. Someone with your taste. Take the leg broken amd trode upon And pick yourself up. Prove that the strongest people See nothing in the mirror. Show that the empty mirror Only shows whats important to you. Those that see a beautiful person... Show them that hate Hate is the best motivator The best for success. The best for a great life. For hate is a driving force Behind the bullet that is you. Fired feom the mouth of that Beauty seeking mirror looker. Take beauty from your surroundings As well as within yourself. Only then will you finally see Something in your mirror. And what you'll see wont be beauty But success. Seen or unseen, It matters not to the strong. Because the mirror isn't real. You made it because they did. Destroy ot like you did their words. Use that broken leg to stand tall. Taller than anyone. But always remember where you come from. Stay humble no matter where life leads. For if you don't Your reflection will change. And so will your leg.