The Stranger in The Mirror

When I look at myself in the mirror

I didn't see me...

I saw some stranger

the stranger on they other side was Different
his hair has faded
his skin was cracked

and i cant breath the same air he does
yet we run into each other everyday

i cant hear his voice and he doesn't seem to think
he just looks at me as if he was surprised to see me again
yet excited

daily.. i walk into the room to see him looking at me
his eyes content ..as if he saw someone he knew and wanted to say hello
but confused because he's shocked that i dont seem to remember him

im confused as well..

see..
because reflections speak the same words
yet he has none!

and because im told that reflection is me
but he isn't

when i saw him in the mirror
i didnt see me

i saw a stranger.. a stranger that im not
but a stranger i will become

because when i die to myself

that stranger will be me

whoever he is