Mirrors
Mirrors, mirrors all around Why don’t I hear the joyful soundr Of myself clapping as I stroll by? Is it you or is it I? Aarghhh! My sincere apologies to the real poets of the world! The things I do to amuse myself… Mirrors lie. All those pieces of glass with the reflective coating on the back – lie. You know they do. They never, never give us a true picture of ourselves. First of all of course, everything we see in them is backwards. We don’t see “us”. We see a skewed, backwards “us”. It’s not at all what other people see.