The Man in the Mirror

When I looked into the mirror Saw what I expected to see But as soon as I got nearer Saw the reflection wasn't me Who was this stranger looking back I didn't recognize the face Everything seemed to be intact But there was something out of place This called for further inspection But then I heard a voice opine You still think I'm your reflection Look again. I'm not yours, you're mine Then he gave me a wicked grin As he turned and walked out the door I felt my head begin to spin Now I'm a reflection no more