Last night i saw someone that i didn't wanna know, no matter how i pleaded, she just refused to go.
While standing there in silence she just looked back at me, and when i talked, laughed or cried, she copied mockingly.
But when i had a closer look and gazed into her eyes, i saw in her a sadness which she could not disguise.
I then began to understand her wish to be set free, because while standing at the mirror i knew this girl was me.
