Foreign person

As I sit in front of the mirror 

I notice there is a person 

Looking back at me 

From behind the mirror 

I don't recognize this person

Has me wondering 

Who and why they are there

Why are staring back at me?

This person feels so foreign

Yet at the same time

Has me feeling refreshed

Has me wanting to know more 

As I place my hand on the mirror

To touch this foreign person 

To realize that this person 

Who has me in awe

Is me 

Looking back through the mirror

Has me wondering 

Why I have never seen you before