In the Mirror
I've come to realize,
When I look lengthwise, in the mirror
I don't necessarily want to get nearer...
Because everything has finally become clearer,
and I see someone I don't know, looking back at me.
"Who the FUCK is that old lady?"
I feel like I looked up and realized that life had passed me by.
That everything just went awry!
What's funny, is that I didn't want to cry.
But I didn't want to say goodbye...either.
I'm here for a reason, yes, I am.
A cop directing traffic, that's in a jam.
But I love to discuss your problems, I really do...
Most people don't have a clue
That it's very therapeutic for you.
Getting it out of your soul, is my main goal.
I want you to be whole...again.
To see you, on the mend.
Is all I intend on doing.
And watch you pursuing happiness for a change,
On life's firing range.
Keep you hitting right on target
Like...shopping at the right food market.
The healthy one, you know?
Get your mind all aglow...
Feeling better about yourself is good
I'm not talking about Sainthood...
Just doing what you know you should.
We all feel better too...
Even if it's just me and you.
One small breakthrough is better than nothing.
And at night, when I see that old lady in the mirror?
I understand, it's becoming clearer...
She's still trying the best she can,
And life will be better than...it was.