A Mirror to Your Face

Hard to conjure, hard to retain,
This façade will soon efface,
The truth reveal itself,
When I hold a mirror to your face.

Denial a retreat, renunciation an abode,
Too afraid to show a trace;
Too weak to look look it in the eye,
Cos' I'll hold a mirror to your face.

The blatant and the egregious, the passively impassive,
Scurrying under the veil of solace;
To unveil what had for long shown
I just held a mirror to your face

What once was cannot be reclaimed,
Retreat with pride and grace;
It's best to know what's best to do,
Now, I don't want to hold a mirror to your face.