NaPoWriMo Day 23
The Man In The Mirror
I look into a mirror and
I wonder who I see
If I am the one looking
Who’s looking back at me?
Been told it’s me I’m seeing
I’m sure that can’t be true
When I try to touch the glass
They’re trying to get through.
Normally do normal things
Like brush their teeth or shave
Often they’re not wearing pants
That’s no way to behave!
I wonder do they wonder
About the face they see
Just call it their reflection
Much saner then than me.
Nobody can understand
I’ve been sent for a “rest”
No mirror in my room now
That’s likely for the best.
Cheers,
Brain Bits To Go 
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