As I hesitated to enter this dull yet rickety house
i tripped to what seemed like an old blouse.

It was torn, old, rugged, and had holes through it
and it seemed as if someone had torn the zip.

I looked around to see whom might roam about
I stummbeled upon an old mirror connected mount.

It not only told me to leave but showed me the truth
It realed me in and said "youve died a negetive thought too".

"too?" i asked as i stuttered trying to spit it out
"your spirit, has died, the negativity of the world sprouts"

I tried not to think too much of it, its a mirror after all
even though i did walk into this knowing i might die by fault.

" how might you know my truth? whom made you?" said I
what he said shocked my core, it made me sick, so I sigh

" you were going insane, a mad scientist , you built me to read you"
I realized, I burned down my house and was placed in an institute.