Looking into my magic mirror

A smooth unruffled lake

My pretense of restricting fear

No longer seen as fake

I see this well adjusted man

Intelligent, so wise

Why I’m my most devoted fan

To all at least first prize

In king’s new clothes, delusions dodge

Whole life behind a mask

Dressing up deceit in camoflage

My courage from a flask

This Janus-Faced so filled with fear

God bottoms out in May

Unruffled lake now filled with tears

Appearance in disarray

Disquieted waters for years remain

Reflection, rough, confused

Sobriety replaced with pain

Serenity when it’s used

My mirror creates its magic still

Soul’s light shine tells no lies

My life seeks the Spirits will

I’ll see it in my eyes