to each smiling mock

to each smiling mock i ask
why do you so judge?
Is there a rule I do not know
am I breaking faith somehow?
The mirror holds no problem
yet problems you insist there are
do they, with utmost cunning,
tattoo with shame my skin?
or somehow appear when I am not looking
an eighth and deadly sin?
I cannot see nor would i look
to solve such invisible crimes
for I shall smile through each mock
you level at me like weapons
curse me or kill me, let death show
all you mocked, yet did not know