#InvisibleThreads

Looking in the Mirror
I saw a thread pass through.
One is attached to me,
And one binds her too.
She looks like me—
Sometimes elderly, sometimes youthful.
An average-looking girl wants to be beautiful.

She calls my name; she listens to me.
She convinces me to rethink—such a manipulating being!
Whenever I try to avoid her, she...