I look in the mirror and what do I see,
A glimpse of the ghost that haunts me.
His eyes are blue and green like the Baltic Sea,
But underneath those eyes he's like the stinger on a bee.

I look in the mirror and guess what I see,
The reflection of the demon that haunts me.
The eyes I thought that were blue and green,
are now filled with red that are consumed with spleen.

I look in the mirror and all that I see,
Is the shadow of the phantom that haunts me.
His soul is colored dark, like ebony,
And is filled with blows of jealousy.

I look in the mirror and he's all that I see,
His body and his hands that once use to hurt me.
I scream, I plead, and put up a fight
but nothing will get rid of this ongoing fright.

I look in the mirror and there is nothing I see.
Nothing sharing this mirror but me.
But from time to time I see him walk by,
wondering if there will be another guy.

Im free like a bird and my mind is so much clearer
and from now on I don’t look for him in the mirror.