Lady or Saint
I look into the mirror and see her.
The one person I love and hate.
My eyes look at her and she looks back at me.
Tears come out her eyes and thats why I hate her,
so vulnerable so weak.
But she and I are one.
We have the same hair, the same eyes and lips.
After so long not to look like her, not to love like her
but i do.
Thats why i love her, she showed me whats love all about.
But today who should i be the lady or the saint.
Either way i will always see her face in mine.
Looking back at me like she is today.