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Mirror On the Wall

In your mirror you see your reflection
As you do in any other mirror
But in reality
Every mirror has its own story
And has seen everything you choose to show it
Some have seen morbid, bloody scenes
Murder, suicide and arson
But have also seen joyful moments
Such as marriage and child birth
Your mirror sees far beyond you
It sees everything you do
So I believe now is the time
Sit back and ask yourself
What has your mirror seen?
No matter how many endless times
You thought you were all alone
You weren't
So next time you are in despair
Look around for that mirror
Your reflection may save you
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