I'd redo me if I could.
Unwind every piece of thread
That binds me together
And remake my entirety
Into what it should be.

I never liked what I saw
When I looked into a mirror.
I never did understand
The meaning behind
Myself and my eyes.

I remain a jigsaw puzzle,
Put together poorly
And distorted from every angle.
My pieces do not fit
And the photo is not me.

I see the faults,
The cracks within my form
And I realize that it's me.
I don't want that figure
To be my impersonation, but it is.

I resemble a being
But truly am much more
And so much less.
I am the contradiction
That I face within the mirror.

I am my everything
That is lost beyond my grasp
And yet I hold it close.
If I could transform into what I truly am,
Would I look the same?

 
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