--- My Life on the other side --- 


I wake every morning and scream for 15 minutes so the world might know I'm here.
I look around the house to make sure I am alone. I look in the mirror and I see you combing my hair the way I hate.
Why do I always see you. I hate you. Go away. Throw away your mirrors so I don't have to see you anymore.
I try to hide but when I sneak a look there you are.
Before I can get away you take control and look or I should say stare at me and you always win that contest.
So I sit here and wait for the day when you get too tired to lead and pass the power over to me, the One on the other side that hates the way you comb my hair.

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