I don’t hate you as much
As I used to think
Said the man in the mirror
While looking at me

He seems sincere
With a tear in his eye
And I realize its me
Who’s started to cry

Accepting yourself
Is a hard thing to do
Well it was damn hard for me
I don’t know about you

Maybe your happy with
Flaws in your reflection
But I’m still stuck
Seeking perfection

It’s an endless pursuit
One I’ll probably never reach
Even harder when I follow
People who don’t practice what they preach

I cant respect myself
When I’ve been led astray
And my self esteem
Keeps getting lower each day

But I’m just me
And thats all I’ll ever be
That doesn’t stop me
From feeling empty

Everything happens
One step at a time
And from this moment on
These next steps are mine

So I go back and
Look in the mirror
Stare at myself
With my thoughts a little clearer

It doesn’t really matter
If you hate me
Because the person you see
Is not who we’re going to be

we’re gonna change
we’re going to be better
we will succeed
because we’ll do it together

What does life look like through your lens?

Do you see red where I see blue? Maybe you do, but you still call it blue. maybe the world through your eyes is very different to mine. the sky might be pink, but you call it blue. The grass might be purple but you call it green. You do this because you grew up and were told what word to associate with that colour. I’m not talking about colour-blindness, that would be where only two or more colours are the same in your own eyes. I mean you see every colour differently to me but you still use the same words.

It doesn’t stop at sight either. If there is a cake baking in the kitchen, we both enjoy the smell. but if I could smell what your smelling, maybe I would smell gas (interpret as you will).

If your bilingual or a polyglot, can you think in other languages that aren’t your mother tongue. Does a bird think in english and hear us singing like birds?

I was thinking about this in relation to writing and reading. and my main question (the name of this post), how do you view it?
How do you view the stories you read? do you see it as a live action movie, with actors and special effects. Or do you see it as a CGI Pixar style movie. maybe its not a movie you see it as a TV show with credits rolling every chapter. Or a play, with curtains closing and the actors all preparing for the next act. maybe you see it as a graphic novel snapshots of only the most important elements.

When I read a story I view it as an anime. I wanted to be an anime artist for a long while, I used to study the style. Unfortunately I do not have the talent for it. But it has stuck with me and even though I can’t create the images on the page I can create them in my mind.

How do you view it?