Friday, November 1, 2013

The Old Man In the Mirror


The Old Man In the Mirror

I look at the mirror
The man I see looking back
He is not me
I do not have bags under my eyes
The wrinkles were never there before
I have always been a young man
I guess that was so long ago
Now my hair is greying
The hair that remains that is
The lines of age covers my face
How did I get so old
When did my youth fall away
I do not like the man I see in the mirror
He is not me

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