The Monster in The Mirror

Can't you see the monster? Can't you see?

That thing; Hideous monster. It's me....

They say a vampire's reflection will never show,

So why allow this hideousness to grow?

'Tis not a reflection of the outside,

But an aperture to the things that hide.

Attaching to others, just like a leech,

Gifted with text, not speech.

Unable to delve into its own thought,

With such confusion, becomes overwrought.

Hoping to find solace within written word,

Have you ever of heard a thing so absurd?

Have you yet to notice the beast? Still unable to see?

That monster in the mirror....It's me.