‘Handsome‘ his mother would say
‘adorable' his sister crooned.
He’ll be a great man..his father was well
assured.
He grew up believing he was destined
to the stars..
How far could they really be? from the ones
That gleamed on the mer.
I’ll be an singer, he thought one day.
Nay, an actor he decided another.
Being a painter fascinated him one day
A dancer, was a dream forever.
What he would do, did not matter
As long the crowd would stop their chatter.
All would watch him in fascination
He is the best, would be their summation.
The problem arose when,
When the world could not see..
What his parents, siblings
And mirror above the mantel, had foreseen.
He stood in front of the mirror
Determine to see,why the world
Could’nt see the hero in him
It was then he realized that the
Mirror was deeply cracked from within.
