Accumulating Debts Poem by Dana Dilshat

I looked in the mirror, a familiar person is there.
I pretended not to care, as the person will go away.
I looked down to the feet, but I didn't notice.
Looked to my left, it's a left hand.
But the seconds became minuits, that one danced around.
I began to question, why the figure grew distant.
Who am I then, if I'm not this person?
What am I doing here, if I'm the watcher?
How does my own face look, if I'm an outsider?
The doors opened, I went out as nothing happened.
The flood will remain for few a days.
So maybe pay your debt as they accumulate.