I hold myself still and look in the mirror
Have you ever just looked?
I see a reflection and notice it is mine
But do I really know?
Who am I?

I see marks that I have never noticed
Sure the face is mine but there they are
And I never noticed
Where is this person going?
Have I ever stopped to wonder?

Can I ask why and expect an answer?
Have I ever given one in truth?
I don’t think so
I really don’t want to hear what is said
Or I would have already heard the answer

I am afraid
I am alone
I was born
I will die
I will never know
I will always be
I will move
I will
I

I hold myself still and look in the mirror
Have you ever just looked?
I see a reflection and notice it is mine
But do I really know?
Who am I?

© 4/23/2003
William Grant Preston

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