Stranger in my mirror
Reflections in my mirror let me see an
ugly stranger there that isn't me.
She combs white hair that is so fine
while mine is thick and brown and
shines. Her skin is wrinkled loose and
flabby, my skin is firm and smooth and
healthy. She bathes in my tub, uses my
shampoo, wears my robe and she wears
glasses yet. . . she cannot see that the
creams and soaps she's using happen
to belong to me!