My mirror
By Hamdia Fouad
Where am I?
I try
To see me
I can't see
To some degree
I am lost in the crowd
I am no longer proud
Of my personality
I discover the reality
Of my disability
When I look at my mirror
I find the prior
Feature
Oh! It is a strange creature
Similar to my nature
I look round
To find out
Where is my soul
And what role
I can act
To reach the fact
Yet, I found a space
It is difficult to face
Imagine!
I can not recognize my face
The problem is that
I can not decide the exact
Lines of reality
Of my disability
I hate mirror
Oh! I feel terror
Still, there is an error.
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