As always when i look in the mirror

a stranger looks back at me

Who is this man, with his piercing blue eyes

his half smile showing his life cynicism

Who is this man that stares back at me

his glance going through me as if i don't exist

i see laughter in his eyes, a smile at the world

i also see rage, an uncontrollable anger

that could destroy all nearest to him

Who is this man that looks back at me

he scares me but also i trust him

the world in his eyes is lost

but the fight goes on as it ever will

The man in the mirror

i view him as others would

is this how i am seen?

What i see in the mirror is not who i am

a mere reflection of the me

I am far more