Reflection

I look at my reflection in the mirror, but the one who looks back is not me. I know. If the reflection isn't me, then who am I?
The answer is somewhere inside me. I try to get to it, but the dark surrounds me and I end up paralyzed. One day. One day. One day.
I'm afraid of the loneliness of not knowing.
I try to stand up, but I have no idea if I'm on the right track, if I'm doing my duty. I go round and round, but I'm still in the dark. One day. One day. One day.

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