Dear The Mirror

The Mirror,
I wish you can told the mistake,
before time running up,
or the feeling getting down,
and people keep tell me to left
and im not sure that whos right.

Old man said to me before,
Just keep what matter after,
All those words remain past,
Am i living in future?

I feel the loop.
Same thing happen again,
And..
I feel almost lose hope,
Cus you never wanted anything to gained.