As I look deep into my reflection
There's really nothing there
Just pure emptiness
As I sit and glare
Some parts glitter
But all is not gold
As the sun turns to shade
And leaves me all cold
Still my reflection stands
But it looks a bit old
It ages and ages
Because of the stress I endure in this world
My reflection
My reflection
Do I know to well?
Or does this mirror fool me,
Only time can tell...
