When you look into the mirror.
Do you see the person that you are?
Are do you see the person that you want to be.
Reflection in the mirror are they what you want to see.
Are do you see the person that you are not.
Sad but so true.
We seldom see the person that we truly want to be.
Reflection are do we see the person that we wish to be.
A thousand images all rolled into one.
Each and individual in the back of your mind.
No matter which one you see.
They are all you rolled up into one body and soul.
When you look into the mirror.
Do you see the person you really are?
Are do you see the person that you truly wants to be?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem