I am made of twisted glass.
When you look at me
What you will see
Is a glimmering reflection
Of yourself.
You will see what you want to see.

I am a living lie.
Talking to create a picture,
Living as a dream of others.
As I speak I paint in your mind
An image of you.
What is best in you is what you see,
Never what is real.

I am a contradiction.
An eternal paradox, confusing.
I am light and dark
Flip a coin, choose my soul.
I am good and evil
Tell me what I should be.
I hide so near,
You cannot see I'm hiding
In plain view.

What you see is not real.
Confident fighter,
Gently smiling silver angel.
All I am is a broken mirror
Reflecting what you want to see.

I am dancing a light
With no source.
The song
Without words.
A voice
With no sound.
Sing me into being
And I will be your reflection.