The Mirror Must Lie
By Mike Stevens
Gazing in the mirror in utter disbelief
Why don’t I recognize the stranger I see there?
Could it be that he’s a lost soul, unlike me?
Looks very unhappy; looks kind of the same
As me, but that he cannot be; this guy has gray hair,
What little is left of it; and he has a face etched
With burdens I can’t begin to understand
The mirror must lie is the only conclusion
That I can reach, because the man in the mirror isn’t me
This guy looks worn down by too much guilt
Too much baggage that is dragging him down
Hey, pal, lighten up; smile once in a while!
Nothing. His expression remains unchanged
Look at all the fun you’re missing
Life’s too short to take everything to heart
Hey, problems come, and those same problems go
Live it up, come on, take some chances!
Oh well, I tried to talk some sense into him
I guess some people will never learn
I’m just glad I’m not like him; my life lessons have taught me well
This guy in my mirror is beyond help