The Clearest Window

You see things.

You see people.

But you don't seem

to see right through

the clearest window,

you.

You only see the outside.

You see your every flaw,

but still, you think he's perfect.

In him and only him,

you see nothing wrong.

In your enemies,

you try your hardest

to see everything that's wrong,

but every morning,

you brush your hair,

and cover all your flaws.

Look into the clearest window,

you.