The Liar Within The Mirror
It is because of you!Sleep falls gently from my eyes And with a yawn, I glance at you Already seated beside that dressing table Once more wearing that false, sweet smile. 'How early this time, did you rise?' To sit and pout before that mirror Whilst night and stars still flee to day Even bird songs have yet to hail the dawn. For far too long, I've held my peace So, I furrow my brow and frown at you. You turn then pause and inquire of me, “Wha...