The Mirror And Me

The mirror I once thought has another me on the other side, as a child.

I would put my hands behind it to see the other me.

As I lifted my right hand, the left would be raised.

I wondered how it happened.

An then I tried to Roll my eyes but I couldn’t make out if it rolled then.

Looking through the corner of my eyes, but It didn't happen.

The left and right did put me to confusion yet I didn't give up.

I closed my eyes and touched my fore fingers to see that I could dance my eyes to rolling round and round, up and down.

Until I learnt that there is no other myself but the one and me.

Standing right in front of the mirror to see my reflection.