I am the stranger
In the mirror, a stranger's eyes Meet mine, they are cold These eyes have lost comfort As I stare clearly In this mirror This stranger stares back Realization hits me that this Stranger, the one in front of me Is my reflection it means this... This stranger is me? This is how My eyes look like? Cold and comfortless, this can't be me right? I can't be like this, this person looks Lifeless, I'm still full of life so This means this stranger is not Me right? It's just a stranger as I thought definitely not me, It's a stranger in the mirror, it's just a stranger imitating my reflection
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