Haunted Reflection

Every time I awake from slumber,
A tear starts to form in my eye,
Everytime I look into the mirror,
Why do I have to stare at the same old guy?

The guy with no hope,
The guy with no love,
The guy who thinks,
He's got it rough.

Come on man,
Pull yourself through,
Think about it,
What have you got to loose?

Listen to me,
Don't ignore my advice,
Pick yourself up,
And get on with your life.

What was that?
You can't be *****! !
Well let me tell you something,
If you think like that,
Your life isn't going to last.

You've still got a second chance,
Clear your mind,
And for your sake,
Start being kind.

I know your suffering,
Experiencing that pain,
Over and over again,
That's why I want you to,
Start afresh again.

All you have to is,
Let the suffering go,
By sending the pain,
Underground...deep below.

Now it's time to reveal who I really am,
'Cos judging by your complexion,
Your dazed and confused,
Well...I'm your haunted reflection.

By Jay Basey © 2006