The Mirror
I look in the mirror...
not intouched with what I see.
I look in the mirror...
wandering who is this looking back at me.
I look in the mirror...
at a soul that wants to leave.
I look in the mirror...
I see the speed demon in me.
I look in the mirror...
at the engulfing forces around me.
I look in the mirror...
I can't see what I'd seen.
I look in the mirror...
and
I See,
Not me,
But
Society.
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