You look in your mirror,
What do you see?
A desperate reflection.
Looking back at yourself,
Seeing down on yourself.
Only pointing out flaws,
Not perfections.
Yet so many,
You see none.
The more you look,
The less you see.
What do you see,
If you look at me?
Somehow you see so much,
In someone other then yourself.
My dear,
What goes through your mind?
I so wish I knew.
I might not understand,
I might not relate.
But I sure as hell,
Can stand up straight.
You have your difficulties,
That I can see.
But let me just say,
I'll always be here.
Not matter what,
Just look up.
I'll be there,
To back you up.