• I stare at the mirror and see myself.
    I see someone that has a purpose.
    So I try to pursue that purpose...
    Though I don't know what it is.

    That purpose is calling me...
    So I venture to it, not knowing where I'll be taken.
    I pass by others, and they stop to stare.
    They stare at me. Did I do something wrong?

    I stare at the mirror and see myself.
    I see someone who didn't do anything wrong.
    So why did they stare at me the way they did?
    That, I didn't know.

    The purpose continues to call me...
    So I still venture toward it, knowing not where I'll be taken.
    I pass by more others, not caring if they stare.
    I stop to see someone... someone that looks just like me.

    I stare at the mirror and see myself.
    I see someone who's just a copy...
    A Doppleganger of another being.
    One that is meant to die.