Excellent poem Lily.
You're right about there being some grammatical errors, but they aren't horrendous and my philosophy is that "if it's at least readable, then it can be interpreted, and if it can be interpreted, then there will be potential for enjoyment".
There's no meter to the poem, but I like the little rhyme scheme you have going and it gives it a nice and pretty little flow.
Is it suggesting some sort of dual nature in all of us? The potential of what we can be? Or is it literally just an abstract tale about someone (possibly you) falling through the looking glass? Something else perhaps?
Anywho. Addressing some of the other posts in this thread:
You know that the mirror, other than flipping your image, doesn't warp what you (or your "outside layer") looks like too much because whenever you see someone else in the mirror, they generally look the same as when you're viewing them directly through your human eyes.
However. Our brain receives and interprets the frequencies of light waves in a certain way. Who's to say that some alien race in the universe wouldn't look at us and perceive the milky-to-dark tones of our skins as various orange tints because of the way their eyes evolved? Maybe their eyes are more sensitive to light and they perceive a glow around all of us? Maybe they see us as some color that we can't even possibly perceive?
Vision is merely your brain's interpretation of its physical surroundings. And these two can be warped by chemicals like LSD interacting with your brain and blocking up receptors.
There's no way to know what everything literally looks like down to the most precise of levels because our sense of vision, no matter how acute, will always
warp the images it perceives in some slight way.
As for the philosophical definition of "vision", that's too relative for me to even wanna touch with a ten foot pole.
Whenever I look at myself in the mirror after a long day I'm always reminded of how human I am. Sometimes when I'm floating all over the place from this first-person-perspective and taking in my surroundings and thinking about as much as I can, I feel really cerebral.
And looking in the mirror really knocks this narcissistic illusion down a few pegs. It's nice.
I always feel more physically fit than I normally perceive myself and less cerebral than I normally perceive myself when I take a look in the mirror.