Writer Without a Reason

Mirrors and windows everywhere,
Which are showing reflections and which are showing outside,
They became the same thing,
Broken mirrors and windows everywhere,
Make me cry and die,
The shattered pieces reflect off the same,
Truths reflect upon my eyes,
Everywhere is new vision through glass,
Glass to see through or back in time,
Captured lights and time never to reflect again,
Choose to see the mirrors and windows of my eyes,
Eyes penetrate through blindness and lies,
I can see without ever looking

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It appears this poem wants to discuss the "Broken mirrors and windows everywhere," so I don't know if the first 3 lines are necessary.
Also, when dealing with tired metaphors such as mirrors & windows, you need to put some fresh imagery in the poem.