Who are you i ask
are you me or am i you
when we meet in this mirror
who is realer?
i move left or do you
i am puzzled at this reflection
or is it i am fiction?
do you also think i am imperfect?
cause i think you are worthless
or am i fake?
do you walk away and live,
or do you end when i leave,
or do i end when you leave,
but i do live, or do i live?
stay away i say, dont come
but everyday you are there
in that square, my mirror
or yours, which ever it is
dont come see me next time please
this disrupts my inner peace
am i yours or are you my piece
one that lives to mirror me?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem