Man in the mirror

a poem about who you see your self as and who you really want to be

when looking in the mirror i see a very lost man,
not knowing who loves him, or if anyone can.
he also is a man who is kind and will always keep to himself what's on his mind.
i walk away but those thoughts they still stay.
I begin to think to myself, as i walk, and don't even think to talk.
then i realize, the lost man in the mirror is inside, but when i look at myself
he can hide.
on the outside i see a man knowing who loves him and that anyone can,
a man who is kind, but always speaks his mind. which one will i be
that is up to me.