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Mirror Game

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We chase the light of a perfect face,
Afraid to fall from pride or grace.
Addicted to the love we earn,
But haunted by the shame we spurn.

We hide behind a smiling role,
Neglecting self to guard our goals.
In seeking praise, we lose our voice—
Forget we even have a choice.

But looking good can cost our soul,
While looking bad might make us whole.
We trade our truth for that applause,
Our silence breaks our heart because…

We overwork to earn our worth,
Ignoring joy, denying mirth.
We mute our pain, suppress our tears,
To fit the mold, to dodge our fears.

We drift from friends we used to know,
Afraid our mess might show and grow.
And happiness becomes a threat—
What if we shine and they forget?

Our child once danced without a care,
Then learned to mask what’s hidden there.
The need to please became the law—
Our truest selves we made a flaw.

But looking good can cost our soul,
While looking bad might make us whole.
We trade our truth for that applause,
Our silence breaks our heart because…

So dare to speak, to feel, to stray—
To lose your act and find your way.
Your life is not a stage or test—
It's breath and being, unsuppressed.