a spell to please the people pleaser
so many sorries one has lost count
a closet full of masks, catalogued by creation date
365 days of forgiveness
365 days of fear
a harmony of “thank you’s” leftover through the years
a mirror to reflect on reflections
a box of tissues (the luxurious kind)
i'm sorry i never saw you
i was too busy looking in other people's eyes
spinning lies
learning every line
that could bring a moment
of attention
storing tension
tripping over your toes
as i kissed their feet
i’m sorry i couldn’t face you
i was too busy faking a smile
twisting my lips
as i dusted their pride
hollow tricks
for careless pricks
shattering your heart
as i watched you crack
i’m sorry it too me so long
i was too busy seeing your flaws
instead of your perfections
the ripple in your reflection
sent trembles through time
as i realized your reflection
is actually mine

