Mirror

I look in the the mirror each and every day,

ask myself that same question before I walk away.

Nobody answers, the mystery stays the same.

As a child I asked who am I anyway?

I still ask who am I to this day.

My mind feels like a maze swallowed by decay,

the happiness I felt as a child has completely gone away.

I ask the shadows if they know my name,

I wanna know my name today.

I'm asking who am I anyway?

I walk down the street and everybody looks away,

it's like they sense inside i'm really not ok.

These monsters eat at me everyday.

Who am I anyway?

Why am I not ok?

These voices claim i'm somebody different everyday,

one day me, the next who am I anyway?

Why am I cursed to live this way,

am I a child gone insane?

thats why I look in the mirror each day,

to beg the voices please go away.

Who are you anyway?

Who I on this day?

Who are we anyway?

Reviews

[HB Rita]

Do not look in the mirror! Please! I know why someone tries to find answers looking in the mirror! I know it very well! It is scary! It is crazy! Please don’t!