Fragments of me, disjointed
Reflected and repeated
The effect is disorienting
And for a moment I forget
Who do I think I am?
Walls up against the world
Vulnerability safely disguised
Behind a mask of self confidence
Beneath an elaborate costume
Stumble disoriented, across the stage
Infinity mirrors and madness
Reach out a hand to steady
Not expecting to find yours
Firm and strong, but tender
Who do you think you are?
Climbing these walls
And tearing away this disguise?
And for the moment I remember
It was you who gathered the fragments
And put me back together
Header image: Infinity Mirror Room – Yayoi Kusama