Who are we talking to
When we talk to ourselves
It's clear there's someone there
Listening to everything we say
Reflecting on our reflections
The way a mirror listens
Confirming and disputing
Our existence so it's hard
To know which advice to take
Or which admonition to obey
But don't be afraid to look
At who we've become so far
And suffer a little scolding
While we stand and pull
Ourselves together again
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