Reflections

 

I look in the mirror, and what do I see?

I see a fool, but he looks just like me.

I try to be friendly, and I try to be nice,

But I always make the same mistakes twice.

If someone asks for my help, I'd say yes like as not,

If I need help myself, their gone like a shot.

I didn't understand, why they used me like a tool,

'Till I looked in the mirror, then I saw the fool.

Keith. ©1999

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