Looking in the mirror
What do I see?

Someone who doesn’t
Look like me?

She looks as I should
She smiles as I would

Yet somehow the reflection’s
Just too good

Different to what
I perceive as real

Showing emotions
I do not feel

The inside and outside
Are disconnected

How is it that I am
So reflected?

It’s possible one day
I’ll see the truth

Finally realise
What I see is just youth

When that day comes
I hope to be ready

To think, act and feel
Confidently, wisely and steady.

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