Understand

I am a mirror in a dark room
Nobody notices me if there is no light.
I'm the one who hides behind his reflection,
Again you instead of myself.
I tell you the truth that no one else would.
I suffer silently my anxieties.
My mood is not acid
My company is not hot,
But my ground is firm,
And that is where you lie down to cry.
I am the cold column,
But firm.
The ceiling colorless
But that does not fall.
I follow in the darkness of my shelter
As discrete as the stars at noon.
Do not look through ...
Look at me!