When The Mirror Is A Window

Mirror my reflection,

Twist it into something more,

I am my own reflection,

The mirror is only a window,

I see,

You saw,

A cry for help was not acknowledged,

But then you changed your mind,

Suddenly you had a purpose,

Suddenly I was of use,

A part to play in your wicked game,

How was I to know,

I’m just my own reflection,

Sitting her looking out the window,

Waiting for your attention,

Look at me,

Look what you’ve done,

Look at me,

Look what you’ve done,

Was it fun?

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