Cautious, opening up the door
I spot my life-long enemy.
I smile politely, then ignore
Her smiling smugly back at me.
I shake my head, she shakes hers too,
Miming me grotesquely;
I sigh, and she just mocks anew,
Mimicking my misery.
But, no. I guess I'm really not,
Not so THAT unhappy,
But her. I look at her and stop;
Finding budding sympathy.
Familiar face, familiar eyes,
Her need to always copy me.
How can I, how can I despise
My Mirror, my first wannabe?
No! I smile. After all,
To imitate is flattery!
I spot my life-long enemy.
I smile politely, then ignore
Her smiling smugly back at me.
I shake my head, she shakes hers too,
Miming me grotesquely;
I sigh, and she just mocks anew,
Mimicking my misery.
But, no. I guess I'm really not,
Not so THAT unhappy,
But her. I look at her and stop;
Finding budding sympathy.
Familiar face, familiar eyes,
Her need to always copy me.
How can I, how can I despise
My Mirror, my first wannabe?
No! I smile. After all,
To imitate is flattery!
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