Parfume: Smells of Pleasure

𝑚𝑖𝑟𝑟𝑜𝑟

staring blankly to my other self
or should i call her my twin?
my other half
my evil self

we've been together since
always my shadow
holding my hand
never letting go

sometimes i would scold her
for being better
and here i am
not being chosen

just then i was staring at her
scolding her
for i was looking at myself
in front of the mirror

but then i realized
this is also me
and i am staring at myself
whom i can rely unto

there's nothing i could do
but love my other self too
for she was there
whenever i needed her