each time i look in the mirror i see an image of someone i knew before, but when i take a closer look, the sight before me makes my eyes sore, an image of a past history thats lurking just behind my eyes. the shadows are all reminiscent and my image is nothing more than a mere disguise. an image is an animated facilsmile, an image that stares right back at you, a color copy of what we think were supposed to, but the image dosent know what it cannot see. now when i look in the mirror, i look at the image for what its truly for, to treat life a little dearer, for many things to be explored................................................