Self by Priya
My Preffered title Mirroring me !
Mirror mirror on the wall
Is it you who sees it all ?
Hanging by the hook, still and silent
You echo deepest fears & scariest concerns.
But is it really you after all ?
I love my eyes for they help me see
But alas !, I don’t see them myself
I count on you to show them to me
As I can’t see them myself.
It soothes me , but also scares me at times
When you show me, what I don’t see at all times
Wondering, is it really me who sees
At a reflection that claims to be me.