...i stare...I stare at the reflection in the oval mirror.
I watch and wait for myself to appear.
I stare, but myself I can not find.
I search until I feel as if I am out of time.
I wonder where she went.
I've neglected her so she is bent.
Her little heart, broken in pieces.
I look away and the memory ceases.
I look back and rub my eyes.
She yells and screams "Why?"
I stare at her, unable to respond.
I try to convince her that it hasn't been too long.
She cries and tells me I'm far too late.
My brow sweats, I can't concentrate.
I tremble and fear.
I feel the end is near.
That little girl is gone forever.
Soon my memories of her sever.
Now evolves a new face.
She begs of me our time I do not waste.
I make with her this pact.
Promise to stay in contact.
I stare and I see
A lost little girl, a scared teen.
I stare and I see
Me.

- copyright =meL= - 2002 -

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