ghosts, smoke, and mirrors

hearts are fragile
and not to be played with
toyed with
or fucked with

especially the hearts of boys
trying so hard to be men

the only man he's ever known is my grandfather
the only real man
as far as we both know
to ever walk this planet
and he wants to be just like him
but when he looks in the mirror
he tells me that all he sees is david
the ghost that haunts him
and taunts him
still
even after fifteen years
that's what he lives with everyday

and i want to tell him
that mirrors are lies
smokes and tricks behind the glass
mirrors want you to see something terrible in you
that doesn't actually exist
because the mirrors are jealous bitches

don't let the smoke blind you