#WritcoPoemsPrompt84
A clear view
A fair view
Indeed undeceptive
At times to good to be true

I see something
It looks just like me
It acts just like me
Or perhaps thinks just like me

When I gaze at the glass
It stares back at me
It moves like I do
It copies what I do

When I cry, it cries
When I laugh, it laughs
When I soliloquize, it sounds like I do
What could it be?

Days when I force a smile
I look at it and the smile immediately fades
I just can't feign happiness in it's presence
What could it be?

Does it know something I don't know?
Does it know me more than myself?
Does it know what the future holds?
Does it know something I don't know?

Could it be a door?
To the unknown
Could it be a door?
To something else

Mirror on the wall
Am I really what they say I am?
You watch me rise
You watch me fall
© Big Girl Big Dreams