Look in the mirror.
Look in the mirror.
Are you sick at what you see?
I can't speak for you, but I can and will for myself.
That I an completely and utterly shocked at what I see.
I'm healthy. Have a home. A family. Food and water.
Yet I complain.
I feel like I could be on a reality show for the third world kids.
They would laugh and be in disgust at my so called,
"problems".
I would be their the Kim Kardashian.
And it hurts.
Being good, is not good enough.
When a human being, your equal can not even be sure of their next meal,
Or day.
I'm afraid to even stand in front of the mirror lest it crack from reflection.
Because what's reflected goes much deeper than your cover.
You cannot help the way you came into this world.
Some more fortunate than others.
But you can change how you leave it.