In the mirror I look Who am I In body and soul I see me Am there in my mirror starring at me But who am I
I feel different to what I see I see all my faults stirrin back at me I hide who I am my false image I present To hide who I am my image my defence to hide from the world
My insecurity is there for me to see I change the clothes I wear but my image of what I see never goes away My false hope my desteny hard to bare Lifes hope lifes dream
Hi Wayne, That's a seriously good question pal. "Who am I." I ask myself that ne often. Many facets to the man but what one is me. Maybe all are me, one day I may find out. Good write Wayne. MIKE.
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Who am I
In body and soul I see me
Am there in my mirror starring at me
But who am I
I often wonder who am I? Lovely poem Wayne.
That's a seriously good question pal. "Who am I." I ask myself that ne often. Many facets to the man but what one is me. Maybe all are me, one day I may find out. Good write Wayne.
MIKE.