"When mirroring becomes self reflection"

Sometimes you think you found the rainbow’s end
self congratulatory know how much
You’ve progressed, a process learned to trust
Not recognising we were losing touch

Tired, all you have never being enough
When even sweet taste of me is too much
Mirror shows only inadequacy
disqualifies the connection as such
 
intuition busy with told you so's
minutes like miles then as the distance grows
no-one is ready for love, seems untrue
the common denominator is you

"ever been depressed" thought you asked in jest
proceed to ghost, rather than give your best