‘I want to be wanted more than anything else in the world,’ – someone has whispered from the mirror. It couldn’t be me, or could it?
Everything in the world is the reflection of our consciousness. There is no escape from the reality we create. Days and nights pass, ambitions blooms, expectations tears the soul apart.
We all are consumed by the desire to be the best.
The best face.
The best personality.
The best human.
We are too perfect. But still too empty. We are mirrors without the reflection…lost in time. Lost in fear.
‘What does a mirror look at?’ – someone has whispered back to my face. It couldn’t be me, or could it?
Written for Fandago’s Prompt – Mirror
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