Author: Andrew James Ball


I thought I had it all
But I gees I was dim
I should have been on the ball
But I didnít have any whim.

I had a lot of pride
That I couldnít keep inside.

I didnít really know then
But I see it now.

I was stuck in a mirror
I had no reflex ion
No common connection
I was too caught up in my own complexion
Unable to see
What I was doing to me.


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