I see myself in the mirror
And in the pond
It's another me
Staring back
I wonder if she has a world
Similar to mine
I wonder if she wonders
Why I am staring at her
I think for a moment
That if my world is reflected into hers
And I am the opposite
Then her world must be opposite of ours
The bad is reflected into good
And it is nearly perfect
It makes me wonder
How much is in a reflection
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i'ts so beautifull! i sometimes wonder that myself... Lizzy :)