an existential moment of observation

all the titles are mine, except for one, it's the eye catching one that makes you want to read on.
I want to be a catchphrase person, so cliched. I want to see the net before I jump the gate.
parade your self in front of the judges, are you as pretty as you think?
you see your reflection is faked, just like everthing else you create.
unholy and unwholesome images crowd your fragile mind,
littered with mines and mimes and other things
that frighten you. you are child-like,
and for that I must forgive you
for what you have said
unfogiveable
as it is.