The Mirror

Each time I look in a mirror
I know just what I should see
I am looking at my image
or is my image looking at me.

I'm always a bit disappointed
it never shows me as it should
most of the time I'm fairly well dressed
but it never shows me looking good.

If my image and I could change places
would anyone really know
my reflection and I are exactly the same
so surely nothing could show.

we move together in unison
there is nothing I can hide
my reflection has everything I have
but it's all on the other side.

so whenever I look in a mirror
the image I see looks so real
and I know it will always show how I look
but can never show how I feel.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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