In my house,

The windows are all shiny,

Silvery

And metallic.

In my house,

The windows are literally the window to your soul,

As they shine and gleam on their hinges,

It paints a picture of familiarness.

In my house,

Mirrors are windows,

Reflecting the soul that it wields within,

Sharing its thoughts in a variety of ways.

In my house,

The mirrors represent the beauty,

That is presented both inside and out,

But struggling to come to light.

In my house,

The mirrors representing personalities,

Is displayed in all ways,

But is scared to shift to the spotlight.

In my house,

The windows are the mirrors,

The mirrors is the beauty,

The beauty is the personality,

And personality is the spotlight.