Looking in the mirror

                   

Looking in the mirror a great deal

Scares the hell out of me 

Thinking to myself am I for real

I see my face begin to change

See my self rather strange

The more I stare and have a long look

The more I see an open book

It scares the hell out of me

I really start to look like a junkie

Does this mirror trully reflect me?

My face looks kind of old

Feel I have lost all my hold

Squinting my eyes to change the image

I know I have lost all my courage

Who am I seeing in the mirror?

At times feeling a lot more queerer

The more I stare

The more I cannot bear

Afraid to ask myself I am where

as I brush away my lonely tear

copyright 2016 alan moliner