The Mirror
I SEE A PICTURE ON A WALL
A FACE STARES BACK AT ME
A FACE SO SAD AND LONELY
I WONDER WHO IT CAN BE
I GAZE INTO THOSE SORROWED EYES
I WONDER WHAT THEY SEE
AND THAT IS WHEN I REALISE
IT'S MY FACE LOOKING BACK AT ME
A MIRROR HANGS UPON THE WALL
MY FACE ITS SAD REFLECTION
I KNOW WHY SADNESS AND SORROW THERE
I KNOW IT'S SAD REJECTION
SO, NO MORE,MIRROR ON THE WALL
WILL I LOOK WITH BLIND DEJECTION
I FORCE A SMILE UPON MY LIPS
REFLECTED IN MY REFLECTION
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