Gold

Your life is like a mirror soiled and cracked in time but standing knocked over and stepped on but it survived the landing.
passerby's only see your broke and scratched reflection and as the mirror splinters great thoughts of you lessen they see whats on the outside 
there not looking through the cracks not caring to look inside and see who's staring back
its a shallow representation of feeling how dare they say they know? 
How can they judge off a glimpse? 
They haven't seen this person grow.
That terrible broken reflection
is nothing like its creator.
but they judge visuals
not realizing whats living and breathing is greater.
Believe what you see but not what you hear
That cant be easy when visuals aren't clear
Stop looking with your eyes 
Start seeing with your soul
avert from the reflection and see this person as a whole 
then maybe you'll realize
Glass can be broken but it's hard to maim gold.