Mirror
Looking straight
Looking inside
My eyes are focused at the sight
The manifested personality that has become
Sketched by infancy
Molded by youth
Finalized by passion
The product of destiny's intentions
Me
Faced forward but backwards
Analyzing side too side
Who am I?
What am I?
Questions stored in my consciousness
Yelling to be released too the world
Lifes biggest question being thrown out
What is my purpose
Looking into myself I realize
It is too be me
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