There’s a Stranger in the mirror

Unclear and hiding

Who it is I fear

And why is she crying?

Soft drop falls

From her blue eyes

A voice behind her calls

Is it she I despise…

This stranger stares at me

Eyes heavy with sorrow

Looking at me what does she see?

Visions of tomorrow?

I reach up to wipe the dew

Wondering why she came

Put on her mask anew

But the image remains the same…