Unacceptable Error

Standing before the mirror
I've always felt
I need someone exactly like me.

That person
whose clothes hide countless wounds,
whose entire life is filled with mistakes,
whose deeds are rooms of flaws,
whose thoughts are scattered, life disheveled,
whose place is behind everyone, hidden from all,
whose contentment never tells him to live better.

I used to think no such person existed anywhere.

Then suddenly one day I see someone who thinks exactly this way,
I did meet him, it's true,
yet he assumed
I wasn't the person he was looking for,
because he couldn't find a single flaw in me.

Even today I keep trying to make my mistakes
appear unacceptable before him...