Contemplation

What we proud of ourself ?just example this
when we look into the mirror seeing the reflection of parts of our body
Hair,look so comby very attractive and nobody not allowed to touch it
even the wind can't move it and we so proud of that

Face, with our shiny eyes so clear looks like the lost paradise is inside them
and the nose , sharp and very smooth just like a slide it kids park
how about our lips ? and our killer smile we can kiss everyone that we want to with this masterpiece
than, we look into our body , those abs  like a steel strong and powerful , even a sword will break if hits them
and look other parts of our body  , foots , shoulder , hands , everythings
we proud of it , don't we ?

The reflection of ourself
the proud , the graceful words sounding from our heart

but what if
the truth is always cover by the goodness

what if our reflection can shout and say

"You were tricked !
I am the perfect !
You just a garbage , you've got nothing to show !
What you see here is me ! the perfect one ! not you , the one who always proud of me !"


What would we do if that happen?
Cry ?
Angry ?
Poker face ?



What if that happen ?


What if ?