Reflections of you

whispering hands

I am a mirror, but I am not an inanimate thing.

I am living I am breathing.. With no help from you.

You wasted your life, now you want my answers..

Look out the window, upon the nothingness you've become.

Once I would have held your hand, but you love to steal.

Some lessons learned are hard. How to be alone; the hardest.

Walk away, walk away..for it is safest without you.

Do you really want to know what you have created in me?

Then...

I Am a mirror... Look into my eyes, surprise! There you are!

carly316

whispering hands wrote:

I am a mirror, but I am not an inanimate thing.

I am living I am breathing.. With no help from you.

You wasted your life, now you want my answers..

Look out the window, upon the nothingness you've become.

Once I would have held your hand, but you love to steal.

Some lessons learned are hard. How to be alone; the hardest.

Walk away, walk away..for it is safest without you.

Do you really want to know what you have created in me?

Then...

I Am a mirror... Look into my eyes, surprise! There you are!

Bravo! I'm not artistic so I'm just going to spectate. Very well done. :thumbup: