I sit here and judge,
watching myself
through the mirror. 

I wonder why he is who he is,
why he does what he does? 
I guess I’ll never really know. 

I don’t mind, I’m sure
He must have had a reason.
After all, all his choices got me here.

The person on the other side
of the mirror can handle life.
I just need to convince the
one on this side, that he can too.