Whenever I looked into the mirror,
I questioned what do I see,
Is that the image of a human or a demon?
But the mirror does not answer me back.
Then I looked again,
This time more carefully,
Is that the image of a human or a demon?
Still there is no answer.
I took a chair and sit down,
Then I think,
I ponder,
I reflect,
My thought undecided actually on who are we.
We look like a human,
But act like a demon,
They said we capable of loving,
I see we've more capable on hating.
They said we exist to build.
But all I can we just destroy.
What are we really is?
A human or a demon?
-AA
