When you look at me
Can see you
The part of me
That I can't see?
Does she smile?
Can she make you laugh?
Can she cause a heart attack?
If I met her
Would I know
That she was me
And I was she?
I see the dark
An empty shell
That sits on a shelf
So when you look at me
Is that really me?
Or the me I want you to think is me?
Can there be two me's?
Or is one just a cover up?
If the life I live is a lie
Then how do you make it true?
And how to you get back what you've lost
When what you want denies you?
Captain Pirurai Reina Community Member 
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