I talk in riddles forth and back

For I am the narrator, please keep track

I am here to set a couple of things straight

So please don’t be confused as I elaborate.

This is a story of two people’s intertwined but unwinding fate

Be sure to note the mirror’s plague is naught but straight

It performs a duty to us all

It shows pure honesty for those who fall

For the deceptive tricks of the mind

Who may after all, be guilty of crime.

What people do and what people say

Is not, sometimes, what they want to relay

But what can we do when they themselves do not know

The true, deep-down feelings that they hold?

Even if the mind tricks us

The mirror will not

For the mind has twists and turns

That the mirror haven’t got.

Yet please hold caution for I don’t not mean physically

Mirrors reflect much more than the aesthetic beauty

But it reflects the heart as well