I look into the two way looking glass every time I get up in the morning. But sometimes the face that stares back surprises me. That girl who stares back is a stranger to me. But those brown eyes, they say eyes are the windows to a person's soul, and her eyes always tell a story. Sometimes she looks so happy so confident I envy her, I wish I could look and think like that. Sometimes she seems so innocent I want to guard her from the rest of the cruel and evil world. Sometimes she looks so lost, hurt and insecure I just want to wrap her up in my arms and tell her everything is going to be all right. But those times, those times when her brown eyes are so cold, detached from the rest of the world. When they seem so distant, unable to trust, so guarded all I want to do is slam my fist on the glass. Banging on the mirror until it breaks into a million little raining shards and yell; Why?! Who did this to you? Who hurt you so badly you lost all your belief in humanity? Who and what destroyed you? Don't turn away! Don't run! Don't hide! Just tell me. And other times when I look into that mirror both of us smile and share a secret laugh, so attached and so intertwined I have no idea where I start and where she ends. Two images that make one person.
Mirrors have always been a fascination of mine. A morbid gothic fascination of mine. Horror movies that use mirrors are my vice.I'm deathly afraid of mirrors when I sleep. There is just something about mirrors and how they could possibly be a two way looking glass, and you have no idea who is staring in at the other end.
Mirrors are such a part of everyday life, so common we don't even notice them anymore. Every morning we get ready for our day and we brush our hair, wash our faces, brush our teeth, put on make up, shave, and in one point of your morning you have looked into a mirror without even realizing it. If mirrors were absent we'd notice how weird it is to not have that reflection to guide us.
The most interesting thing that mirrors are used for, in my opinion, is self discovery. Who looks into a mirror and is all of a sudden given the answers. But in some cases people say stare into a mirror and tell me what you see. Most of the time the answers start out with my face, or myself, but as people continue on they start to see their flaws, or their talents. Whether that be an internal or external thing. I think it's interesting that such a mundane object can be used for such deep thought.
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