My Mirror © 2021

This old mirror gets me down whenever our faces meet I see a clown and this old mirror cannot speak but when people think I’m strong It shows I’m weak, reflections of my youth simply fade away as my mirror tells the truth every day This old mirror’ it defines with age comes character which means more lines and this old mirror doesn’t hide those little laughter lines or the tears I’ve cried reflections of my youth simply fade away as my mirror tells the truth every day reflections of my youth when I had style please forgive me if I don’t visit you for a while www.jasonmarkyates.com