I walk to the long, rectangle, vertical mirror mounted onto the half-door of the shelf beside my bed.
I look into it. And guess who i see? Myself!
Not unlike many, who change through years, realizing not how cruel they is becoming, how selfish they is becoming, how lustful they is becoming, how insane they is becoming.
I guess, they find a monster when they look into a mirror.
at least, that reflection will make a few realize what they are becoming.
but maybe, they changed too much that the monster in the mirror actually looks like a magnanimous king clad in finest jewellery made of rarest jewels.