Stranger In the Mirror

As I sit here staring at the image it’s reflecting I see a stranger looking at me peering With those strange eyes my soul it’s piercing Looking at me, leering at me, taunting To look at him I can’t take no more To see the shadow of the man I was before Making my whole being with rage roar Seeing an image I’d want to ignore Since this ailment had me weakening I wish that I had only been dreaming That it’s not real, my soul is screaming Find something in my reflection that is redeeming But this stranger to me no resemblance bore His pale looks I’ve learned to abhor A ghastly image of the man I was before The stranger who stares at me from the mirror