There once was one person,

Who was two persons.

In front of another person,

He is joyous and friendly and thrives outside.

But in front of a mirror,

He is tired and broken and dies inside.

He kept one person locked up in a cage,

And only let it out when he was alone.

He struggled to keep the other one out,

And tried to keep it uncaged all the time.

One day,

Out of rage and anger,

This boy threw a chair at his mirror,

And cracked it to make two parts.

There stood the person,

Staring at himself in the cracked mirror.

One side had tiny cracks and smudges on it,

And the other was crystal clear.

He looked distorted in one,

And clear as a cloudless day in the other.

He stared at what he thought was one person,

But in reality,

He's a split image.