Mirror man

Mirror man, oh shadow self

Whose mask I hate to see the most

Whose gaze consumes the very soul

I never claimed to have at all

The gentleman looks back at me

Enquiring as to who I‘ll be

I scan the damage on my face

And calculate the years I‘ll waste

Obsessing over who I‘m not

Reflecting my opaque visage

These beams of light will not bode well

For those who look at me tonight

Mirror, mirror, on the wall

Will you catch me when I fall

Bloody shards on bitter hands

Narcissistic mirror man