Reflection

Every day I wake up, and I see a reflection,
It’s not me, not my face, not even my life, it’s the rejection,
not from girls, or teachers, or administrators, it’s from my selection,
the choices that I make to place people around me, and still I don’t get it, that they are the weapon,
and I shouldn’t blame them, but myself on everything did happen,
by now I should know what it is the reflection,
lessons I have learned, and I should be ready for the next quiz.