Is the mirror lying
Or do my eyes deceive me?
How I thought I knew a shining star
The image broadcast through others
Just as every dark cloud has a silver lining
Every treasure trove hides a danger

When did that star ever shine,
Instead of gleaming from the polish of others
Mayahp in truth this shining star
Is easily drown out by the lights around
So now does it shine from polish,
Or do does it shine in truth and glory?