It is irrevocably reflective

   catching the loop of infinity

in a reflection's reflection

            watching the endless clones of me,

     fidgeting at the many faces

Those lame blue-grey eyes,

    struggle to stay focused, trying not to lose

  the original pair, the fisrt dark circles 

    the first to blur with warm

           and watery emotion

 

There was a moment, a while ago

   when i finally decided 

it really is about time I loved myself

 

      and so,

             I suppose I started doing just that