I woe a mirror
Which shows my face as it is
I want to be fit where I never fit
And claim it as my struggle
Light is mine and dark is others'
I blame my fall on brothers
This I expose myself inside
But dare not to come outside
I am covered in these two faces
One what I am indeed and
Other what I want to show
 O my mirror! you are my foe
You show me my tip to toe
With my arrow and bow
And my fickle hands go
In search of my true mine
I dodge myself to me
And made endeavor to flee
But where I go from my me
In this terror
I broke me mirror.