The Mirror, Part 1

Who’s that boy in the mirror I see?
Who’s that boy staring back at me?
His pale, cold, and lonely face
Has failed to hide his inner pains
He feels forgotten, unwanted, rejected
As though to the world he’s not needed
Blue streaks formed below his eyes
Caused by tears of sorrow and despise
Then I realize, could this really be
That the boy in the mirror is me?

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