My dear reflection
Why must you follow so?
You copy every move I make
And everywhere I go

You look like me
You dress like me
You greet me with a smile

Your hand outstretched
With one candy left
And its stinks of poison vile
 
A hundred of my children
Have flocked to you in hordes
Where you feed them poison candy
And are shamelessly adored

You talk like me
You walk like me
You feel the way I do

You whisper to me of how I am not
But a reflection of my reflection
But A reflection of you