My Conscious
I look in the mirror and what do I see?
I see a girl, staring back at me.
My thoughts wonder back and forth,
Thinking who that could be?
That girl looking at me, she’s beautiful.
That’s who I want to be.
I wonder what she’s thinking?
Does she see me?
She looks oddly familiar?
Who could it be?
It certainly isn’t me.
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