I look into the mirror, I don't like what I see,
because the person on the other side is not really me.
I don't see the person who I have always seen before,
The person I see now, is fighting an internal war.
I never used to be like this, I used to be so glad.
Now when I look into the mirror, this person makes me sad.
I know what I used to be, it is who I really am.
But looking back at me right now, is not the same man.
I don't want to be like this, I don't want to see him.
Next time I look back at you, it won't be so grim.
This person staring back at me, is just so strange.
I promise no I swear to god, I am gonna change.
I really like this poem a lot. Can't help but relate as the aging process as started. Like that it alludes to both what you're seeing on the outside and how you feel when looking inside yourself. Well done Jake!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I really like this poem. Can so relate now that the aging process has started. I like how it alludes to how you're seeing the outside of yourself, but also maybe how you're feeling on the inside. Well done Jake!