Who Do I See

I look in the mirror and what do I see, the face of a person who is supposed to be me Am I expected to always look this way, because this isn't the face that I saw yesterday. Smiles, cries,happy and sad is just a small portion of what this face has had. Sometimes I stand and just look at this face and I wonder haven't I seen this face some other place. Let's take a walk down memory lane, it will explain why this face is never the same. From an old raggedy car to a shiny limousine, diamonds and gold on all fingers, neck and wrist, take a look in the morning this mirror has taken a twist. This face has taken me through a whole lot, checking each day to see what I've still got. But regardless who it is I look in the mirror and see, it will always be the me that I see.