What I witness, what I see In you, I blame Yet lives in me Reflection is a funny thing Allowing us to begin A journey to the depths within There is no territory as vast or frightening As that in which the self is hiding Behind layers thick and strong Clouding who is right or wrong Dare to look, dare to open Doors wide, you must unlock them Perhaps it’s safest to slowly peek Or else you might be spooked or creeped It’s time to tidy up your drawers Before you fill them up some more With trinkets, stories, feelings, thoughts Before you judge, have a good look through Does what you find at fault in me Also live in you?
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Your words and expressions are deep and so is your deliverance. Self-reflection and introspection can weed out many evils if practiced religiously and earnestly. Thanks a ton, Hege.
Nice rhythm and good imagery, with a convicting punchline. Nicely done, Hege!