I gaze into the mirror and see my past

The fragments unclear…as if I were staring into shattered glass

Yet the image before me is as clear as day

I try to recall exactly what I’ve done but all I can see is what I’ve become

My actions from then have become a haze along with the hardships I had to face

The question I ask “Have I lost myself”

Things inside me have changed with the coming of days

And so I sit and try to piece together a distorted past

Thousands of fragments of what has passed

Yet the image of me is as clear as day and suddenly it all becomes clear me

Its not the past I should consider…all I was and endured is long gone

I need not stress nor worry myself with what once was…just look what I’ve become

Strengthened by hardships and enlightened by mistakes, there is no past, just future days

And so now my image is crystal clear and the shattered glass is conqured fear