Wednesday, August 16, 2006

Mirror

Unpredictable,
the things you say
but yet, I hear.

Secrets,
in your head
but yet, I sense.

Hiding,
your feelings inside
but yet, I know.

Pain,
under your sleeves
but yet, I see.

But when I look into the mirror
I dont hear or sense,
nor do I know or see.
It's empty.
And you're the only one
who can show me
who I really am.

1 comment:

Ester said...

wow Rehan, I like that. no I love that! really good, thanks for sharing