A mirror

Looking in a mirror, what I see?
I see a human staring at me:
The bluish eyes, the curly golden hair,
The nose which shape can seem extremely rare.

And then my sight just started going down;
I watch the neck, the shoulders, and I frowned:
The shoulders aren't broad; they're just so tight,
And that gave out straight: the human's shy.

But why are you? You're beautiful outside!
Is there something bad you hide inside?
I need to know, I need to understand,
I ought to help you, I ought to hold your hand.

I see the human, look into these eyes.
I try to find that something there, inside.
It can't be happiness that makes the human smile!
I'm sure it's sadness that hides under disguise.

I try to find that fully naked soul.
What does it hide from me, from our world, from all?
Abruptly somewhere far away,
I saw a light illumining my way.

The light which is unknown to me
Became the best that I have ever seen.
It seemed like it consists of all the colours
Combined together in a sort of dolour.

As far as I am getting close to light,
I see more vividly that something I'm to find.
What kind of form, what character has it?
Why is it here? Why did it quit?

I see the human, look into these eyes,
I see that something that is there, inside.
But there's a question: "Why are you here?
And are you gonna stay here for years?"

The human answered so silently and softly:
"All people, they have made me broken.
I was a sinless and the brightest person
Until people started making my life worsen.

I am destroyed; I hate this world at all.
I brought my love to it, I gave, and they just stole:
They stole my dreams, my soul, my thoughts,
They stole my everything and then just made a shot.

So I am here: I am dead, and I am ruined,
And I don't care about what my body's doing.
When will I back? And will I? I don't know.
I like to be here, I like to be alone.

But you should go because you can't help me.
You're just a human that is what I see.
So please go out leaving me alone
Because I have, I do still have this sore".

Honestly, the shock was what I felt.
I'm told to go, but I've chosen to help.
"If people do not love you, I will do,
And that is what I'm promising to you!"

I said it, abruptly saw the mirror.
But now I see the image clearer.
Looking in a mirror, what I see?
I see the Human who does love me.