I've delved into my own eyes from a mirrors' point of view
I witnessed the skies of self doubt cast itself upon my future's twilight
I've seen my river of creativity overflow the shores of my insperation
It nurtured my fields of confidence long enough for me to delve deep
And muster the confidence that bulids naturaly from knowing oneself
Some see a mirror as a tool for viewing the horror of a monring face
For me it's a window for viewing the evolution of my bountiful future