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Apr 2016
This man in the mirror, who is he?
I stare and stare, but I don’t see me,
I don’t see happiness, joy, success,
I see a failure, a wreck, a mess!

This feeble being, this waste of space,
He looks familiar, we share a face,
How dare he try to look like me,
This can’t be right, just let me be!

This reflection I see, is this who I am?
A worthless being?  A total sham?
Has my life boiled down to this?
A failure staring into the abyss?

I must stay focused, I must stay strong,
This coward in the mirror, just doesn’t belong,
But he just stares back, eyes filled with hate,
As if his will, he wishes to sate.

This man I see, the enemy within,
His role it seems, send me to ruin,
I can’t back down, I must fight back,
To get this worthless life back on track.

I must show strength, I’ll stand and fight,
To find my way in this darkest night,
This face is mine, let the battle begin,
This reflection I see, this bitter man, I’ll start with him!

© Cinco Espiritus Creation
Paul Gilhooley
Written by
Paul Gilhooley  Wallasey
(Wallasey)   
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