Reflection
When I look in the mirror
Who do I see
A little girl staring back at me
Who is she
What do she want
Is she here to help
Or is she here to taunt
Should I feel afraid
Or should I praise
I just don't know how to fell anymore
I want to be happy
But I'm always sad
I think it's because
I kinda miss my dad
Having a mom
Is oh so nice
But sometimes
It's like chewing
A bag of ice
So go ahead
Go on
And look at me
Tell me who you see
Because lately
I haven't been seeing me
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