When I Look

When I look into a mirror I see hopes and I see dreams My imagination becomes clearer Sometimes I see my fathers genes. I see sadness and also frustration Dotted about the face I see thinking and concentration And I see loyalty and also grace. I see worries and also sadness When I look deeper into the lines I see a soul calling out in distress On many days and different times. Sometimes I see the future And many times I see the past Sewed inside the soul with a suture Knowing nothing forever will last. I see hate and a need to avenge As I look deeper into the mirror But then I see woe and revenge As my face becomes clearer. I then see happiness and joy And also satisfaction and peace I see living and not one to destroy When I look in the mirror I see me.