The Mirrors of Life

In the mirrors of life, I see Reflections shining back at me; I am like a nomad drifting, The sands of time they keep shifting, Always moving on, Fading, fading, gone. I am losing to the past I realise that nothing lasts Forever. I am choosing to wear masks, Disguise the truth and no one asks Me whether I really feel it’s been worthwhile, I conceal the lost child Inside And I’m abusing memories When I am choosing histories To hide. The facts I really can’t deny. With honesty I must reply, I see On mirrors I cannot rely For youth no longer applies To me. I am learning at long last, To burn the bridges from my past, They’re gone. I’m yearning for the shadows cast To fill with light and fade fast Move on. In the mirrors of life, I see Reflections shining back at me; I am like a nomad drifting, The sands of time they keep shifting, Always moving on, Fading, fading, gone.