God Poem

I've lately looked to the mirror To find out what I lack But the mirror has no opinions It doesn't see how I act It only sees my appearance It knows nothing more It doesn't see how I am outside What I’m like outside that door I've lately looked to the door For guidance, for direction, for a way But the door cant choose it for me I have to decide which path to take I have to open it myself Then direct my steps from there Outside, the possibilities blind me There are dreams in the air I've lately looked to the sky To find opportunity But the dreams there belong to others There's nothing just for me There are many places I can go from here Each direction better than the last I wish I had a Friend to help An acquaintance from the past He would answer some of my questions Like should I go far or stay near? Instead, he gives me some different advice Advice I don't want to hear He says to go back to the beginning That I’m starting off far too soon But then I realize I haven't moved at all I’m still here, in the same room So I look to a different mirror Not for the outside, but in This 'mirror' is the one who helped me; The one I can call a Friend Unlike the mirror, this Friend can judge He can show me the way, unlike the door Unlike the sky, His advice is only for me Unlike me, He's been there before.