Who Am I

I don't know myself

I was myself

But not anymore.

Looking at myself 

This isn't my face

This is not me

This isn't my look.

Looking through my soul

Looking through my reflection

I suddenly look older

I suddenly feel wiser.

Shocked from the surprise

I immediately feel sad 

I remembered the ways

When life was simple,

I remember the ways of my childhood days.

But looking at my mirror I start to ask questions

Who's that in the mirror, that's not my reflection.

Is this the end to all of my joy

Or is this the start of something great.