Image in the Mirror

I know you...but how ?
Ive seen you... wondering if things will get better. You heard that for every dark night there are brighter days and you want to give up but they say hard work pays.
You're the same one ,searching for the truth in a book full of lies, despising every new hello for fear of soon goodbyes.
The one battling deeply flesh from within , with all the losses just hoping to win.
Your heads high but your spirits are low, wait that's way too personal, how did I know?
And As I'm thinking of who this mysterious person could be, I raise my head to a mirror, and see it was me .

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