Do you exist for real?

Do you exist for real?

Do you even exist outside this deceiving mirror?

Or, is it me, who always keeps believing

you are for real

when I look at your reflections

you are right there, a magic trick my mind plays

so cruel, so divine

But, I get refuted 

when I try to find you on the other side

you are nowhere- you don't exist

Life's hard

It needs you, so it makes me believe 

you are there for me and,

you can't be disloyal

Even the world shows me all of your true sides

It still craves for you, 

overlooking all the flaws you carry

So, I need to hear all of it from you

are you really your true self?

Or your identity is only

the source of your apparent reflection?

Do you even exist outside this deceiving mirror?

                                                                   ~ S