As I stand staring into the mirror
A silent reflection shows me its view
Of someone that seems very familiar
Or at least someone that I once knew

I recall seeing this lonesome soul
Yes I do- somewhere in the past
We seem to know the other well
A friendship of some kind, it never did last

This reflection, as it may look like me
Encompassed clearly upon the other side
I know this not to be though
For through the years, I’ve never seen it cry

But as I stand there searching
A clue somehow, I must have missed
The mirrors impression scowls back at me
As if somehow knowing we both took the risks

It’s at this point that I finally comprehend
That the reflection and I are one and the same
For just earlier moments it didn’t seem so
The person that I thought I knew, was never this vain

How could this be- I question myself
Ashamed, my eyes swelling now with tears
Slowly making their way down my skin
Revealing to me my pain and all of my lost years