Mirrors

Mirror, mirror, on the wall, how will I see myself today? Will I see what you want me to see or will I see what I want to be? Why should I listen to what you say? Since when do you bother me anyway? With or without you i guess I'm okay. Without you staring back at me I feel free. I guess that's the only I get to be me and who I want to be. So mirror, mirror, on the wall, who will I be?

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Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda

Powerful expression! 

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