I see this reflection,
It's anything but perfection.
I see it clocking me--mocking me,
Won't stop stalking me.
I'm freaking out.
I want to shout,
but I can't find the words.
My voice is enchanted by this curse.
I turn left, I turn right,
but the mad women is right.
It doesnt matter what I do,
for this women will do it too.
I have this fear, this confusion, this hatred,
for this woman who looks like me.
She hurts my heart;
its hard to breathe.
I keep on blinking
she's all I see;
I find my voice,
I start to scream.
Hoping, praying, this is a just dream.
But I look in her eyes
and realize,
something so cruel
I begin to cry.
This woman's words were nothing but true,
For she had said:
"You can't escape me, I'm you"
