Who is that I see in front of my eyes
Looking straight back at me
When I see you in front of me
I feel like I see something like a reflection of mine
Like as if there is a mirror in front of my face
Which there is nothing wrong with that
I even stand in front of that mirror ask a question and get the answers
Like who is that I see
Who is that girl
What is she made of
Is that one in the mirror is suppose to be someone that should read and understood
Matter affect I don't think she should be judged
I think somebody should that should read the lines
Like in the mirror is answering the question for me
Like what I am good for
What my next step should be
What is coming to me
A new beginning
A life that my heart desired
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