I miss the person in the mirror…where did she go?
She used to smile at me and we were friends I know.
But now, a sad hollow-eyed shape stares back,
Tired, wearied, mourning the time she has lost
Each line on her face is the cost she pays
For wasting her days
staring in the mirror
Trying to find that smile again.
I miss the person in the mirror…where did she go?
She used to smile at me and she knew me, I know.
She followed a promise that broke along the way,
She followed her heart-fool! It led her astray –
She followed a dream that someone else was already living.
Giving herself away piece by piece
Until she lost too much of the puzzle
And she forgot the picture on the front of the box.
Her memories shut away, no keys for the locks to the gates.
So she stares at the mirror and waits for man or God.
The labyrinth she trod was a one-way street
That she marched along obediently to someone else’s beat.
The song she sang was never her own
And the tune faded in her ears until she found herself – myself – alone.
I miss the person in the mirror….where did she go?
She used to smile at me and I knew her, I know.
But now I see through her…for the smile is no longer real
And they make up stories to explain how I feel.
But the one story which has been torn from the book
Is mine – hers – and the lifetime it took to write is on its final page.
This sad play is about to leave the stage.
Years ago the heroine left it – did she even begin it…
She lived a life without being in it.
I miss the person in the mirror….where did she go?
She used to smile at me and I know she used to be me.
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