I stand facing the mirror
Like a baby I cry
But my image doesn't smile
No matter how hard I try
I drink my tears
And wipe my face
I forget my fears
And a joy I embrace
I want to be happy
So I spread my lips
I start to laugh
And my image reflects bliss
This is how the world is
It reflects you
You escape nothing nor miss
Bore fruits for what you do
You're born empty handed
And that's how you'll die
So why do you feel stranded
And over petty things you cry
You love your money
Does it love you back
Try loving your honey
He/she'll follow your track
Don't think what you could've done
Think what you're gonna do
Coz life is a mirror
It just reflects you.
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