Reflection
Where is my reflection of the person i am ment to be,
where can it be im scared of what i will see
im in a dark room with no where to go with a mirror and not reflection to show
slow down slow down i tell thee for my mind is trying to trick me.
im here in a dark room with this mirror that i see so i walk up to thee
and this is what i see a beautiful reflection of the person i was ment to find in this
dark room with a mirror of life. So now i understand why i never seen my reflection
the mirror that i designed.
Sometimes its hard to find yourself in the future if your always backing up the past because
the reflection of past will never last.
So smile and laugh and feel the joy because your reflection is a wonderful person
not a decoy.
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