Hey you in the mirror, why so rapacious?

Why bulldoze against that man of noble intentions?

Why dampen his spirits and play on his noble patience?

That quaint talented man, so accomodating and so tolerant…

Hey you, young man why are you so angry at the world?

At the condition of your battered princes?

At the injustice and ignorance from the masses?

Young man, emotions will only blind your judgement…

You in the mirror, why put such an expectation to some of your friends?

Must they read the same books that you do?

Belief in the same ideology that you stand by?

Or love and act the way that you do?

To each his own, all you could do is advice and listen…After which it is up to them to decide, IF they listen

You in the mirror…

With that furrowed eyebrows, that piercing stare, and that pounding heartbeat…

Calm down, take a step back, before that mirror cracks…

I will smile… and you will smile with me…

You in the mirror, you seem so familiar…

You in the mirror….

You are my reflection…

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