I look in the mirror and what do I see?
A mass of mistakes looking back at me.
Failures and heartaches, injustice and pain.
Betrayal, denial and love lost in vain.
Off to the right, there's a voice pitched so high.
"Why, thank you my loved one, for letting me by."
I turn to my right to see who is there
but all I do see is the bathroom so bare.
Back to the mirror I search through my face,
this time somethin's changed and clicked into place.
There's a little less failure and a slight hint of love
and the voice to the right coos like a dove.
I turn around wildly, I know what I've heard!
But there is nothing at all, no kind of bird.
Once again to the mirror I look in dismay.
The heartache I saw has now given way
to healing and kindness and oh, is it true ?
The voice to the right says it's good to be you.
I refuse and say firmly "That can't possibly be."
"Approval from others was more important than me."
"Nonesense!" says the voice, "That's gobledygook"
"You need no one's approval, just take a look."
So I do, I look back to the mirror and stare
the denial is gone and there's acceptance in there.
The betrayal, the failure, it's all just a dream.
My vision has changed to good self esteem.
Anything of value, I do now know,
comes from acceptance of self and letting that show.