Mirror, mirror.
In this mirror before me,
I see myself. Or do i.
This is another person.
Not me. Someone strange -
Unknown.
This person is suffering.
This person is hiding.
This person won't share.
This person is alone -
Scared.
Outside is deceiving,
Maybe looking I can change.
How?
Forgive me when I say:
Do you see yourself?
Everyone has two sides
A mirror shows this.
Who do you see?
In this mirror before us,
How are we seen?