What Do You See?

As a perfect interpretation of ones image I am used by millions of people everyday. I am overlooked, as people look me over all day. My attractiveness is ignored as people inspect the level of their own. No matter the circumstance, chances are you will utilize the features of me under appreciated object before you even leave the comforts of your own home each morning. With me it may appear that people cannot hide from themselves.
I change in many different forms as well as shapes and sizes. I have no preconceptions. Whatever I see I swallow immediately just as it is unmasked by love or dislike. I am not cruel, only truthful. Most of the time I meditate on the opposite wall. It is pink, with speckles. I have looked at it so long; I think it is a part of my heart. Faces and darkness separate us over and over. Searching my reaches for what they really are. I am a part of everyday life. Not one person can walk past me with out admiring himself or herself. I am used all the time....