But the mirror can only show my emotions...the effect of such.
And nothing...nothing...no one, can understand me...fully.
But I see- I see me.
And I know...my emotions and I see them clearly.
Everything- is evident...and visible enough to try to explain.
I dealt the cards...and took the king of diamonds...
And I was the queen of hearts.
I understood.
I saw everything clear.
And I reached out to touch myself and understand...all on the inside.
And I touched a mirror.
Cold, glass, not really me.