I met a girl the other day.

She was so different from me,

In many ways.

I know I have met her in the past,

But I don't know,

If our friendship will last.

Her hair is different,

And she doesn't dress the same as before.

I felt like I didn't know who she was anymore.

She left her old friends and joined a new clique.

Once a cute guy came along,

She would leave her new clique, too.

Her old friends told her she was being fake.

They didn't know how much they could take.

They tried to prove a point to her,

And she shed a tear.

They told her to go and look at herself in a mirror.

When I saw all this happening,

I thought how could this be,

This new girl seemed to be the opposite of me?

But when I looked in the mirror,

What did I see?

My reflection!

All along,

This new girl was me.