Years Later In The Mirror

Gazing at me, Lost in laughter

A more stable, clear picture

But where she stands is still unclear.

Making fun of my every little moves, talks and stalks,

Irritating a little as the laugh doesn't stop.

Maybe she knows where I'm wrong, things that bounces of my mind right now,

Gazing at me, she laughs louder

Walks to me to transfer her magical power.

She is me and I'm her,

Well it's just the power of experience that takes her over,

Years later, when I'll look into the mirror the gaps would be closer,

Yet a lot other to come over.

Years later when I'll look into the mirror,

These gaps would be closer,

Yet a lot other to come over.