Reflection (long version)

Istare at my reflection
and start to wonder.
Am I the real one
or are you?

Are you the one
making me move,
making faces,
or am I making you?

Am I the one
who stares
until we both blink
or are you?

Or maybe
someone else is
moving us both,
but how?

Your copying
my every move
or am I the one
copying you?

I guess
we'll never know
which one of us
is the real me.

I watch as you
stare at me
and put your hand
against the mirror.

All I can feel,
is the smooth glass
beneath my palm.
Do you feel the same?





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Kairah027 said...
May 11, 2010 at 3:29 pm
Love the descriptive details :)
 
***Rain*** replied...
May 11, 2010 at 3:56 pm
Thanks! :)
 
Kairah027 replied...
May 11, 2010 at 6:28 pm
No problem :)
 
talia_is_happy This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Apr. 30, 2010 at 4:24 pm
Your poems are so easy to imagine, you know?
 
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