I look at my-self,
I look at my-self?
Who is my-self?
Is it s sad little girl trying to burst out?
Is it arebellious teen?
Is it black or white?
Is it both?
Is it nothing?
Is it something?
Is it every thing?

I look at my-self in the mirrior,and a reflection stares back at me, Does the girl in the mirrior know who she is, Can she tell me who she is, Can she tell me who she is and her purpose, Can she tell me why happiness never stays in my heart, Why pain and heart ache seem to always follow every thing I love?

I look at myself, and look at my reflection of Nothing!!!!