The Other Side Of The Mirror
<p><strong>I am you, always after you, chasing.<br />
I am your reflection, trapped in your behaviors,<br />
Living in this jail, looking at you: always.</strong></p>
<p><strong>I have no choice but to witness: envy.<br />
Only if I could feel, if I could only touch: but I’m nothing.<br />
Only a reflection am. An image you seldom look at.<br />
Are you, am I, this ugly?<br />
Stern. No smile. Rigid?</strong></p>
<p><a href="https://medium.com/the-howling-owl/the-other-side-of-the-mirror-212e54dcdf0d">Visit Now</a></p>