Looking for Advice

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    Looking for Advice

    Wake up every morning
    following the same routine
    Always look in the mirror
    and see what Ive always seen.

    Sometimes I like what I see,
    and sometimes I don't.
    Mostly I tell myself to change,
    but I know that I wont.

    The redundancy of the words
    is blowing my mind,
    and the face in the mirror
    tells me I'm wasting my time.

    Is it possible to change
    When you are talking to yourself?
    Or do you need to step from the mirror
    and ask for someone's help?

    See, they will tell you that nothing's wrong
    and that you are absolutely fine
    But how comes then,
    I get pushed around all the time?

    I know everyone I ask
    is just trying to be nice
    But I can handle the criticism
    that's why I'm asking your advice.

    So give it to me real
    and give it to me straight
    Because there is nothing left to hide
    and nothing else to fake.

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    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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