Stare With Closed Eyes

Stare
Stare really hard
There must be something,
I say
One thing,
I say
Something.
No
Says the mirror to my eyes
No
My eyes agree.
Yes,
I say aloud
So
I shut them.
No
Eyes can tell me who I am
When all it takes
Is turned down lids
To see.
No
Mirror can represent me
When I am who I am
When the mirror
Isn't looking.
Yes,
I see myself
When my reflection
Isn't there.
Yes
There is
Something.
Eyes are only there
To make my mind forget
Who it is that I am;
That I am me.

This poem is about: 
Me
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