Reflection: Myself

It was just yesterday when I made this poem during IT class because I was bored. In my heart I thought that a lot of people have changed and forgotten who they really are as they live their lives in this world being influenced by a lot of things. And slowly, good people when influenced by bad and evil motives become bad. This poem reflects the after, when an evil person was resting by a lake at night, see his own reflection.

In the night sky
Out of the darkness
The bright moon shines
As it reflects the light the sun gives

Shone over the clear lake
I see my reflection on the surface
Far from what I imagine
That ghastly thing I see

“What has become of me?”
“Who is this hideous being?”
As the outside reflects the inside
So is my evil heart from the inside