Reflection

Late-night talk,

Loves the evening walk,

Red and loved even in the dark,

That's When she reminds me of self.

Crafty things all above,

Messy room and the club,

With the view from the top,

That's where she reminds me of self.

Rudely turn and frustrated

Angry inside but fascinated

Fake the smile to be designated,

That's how she reminds me of self.

Loser but a beginner

Warmed up for the winner

Strongest as a runner,

That's whom she reminds me of self.

Broken yet with the dream

Always ready against the stream

And the thunder over the beam,

That's what she reminds me of self.

I could have been just a gun,

But you made me THE ONE,

I love you or none,

That's who she reminds me of self.