The Narcissist - An Introduction to self

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Every morning I wake up
I look at the mirror
        I look at someone
        Someone strange, something queer
I never realise
What is true, what is sheer
        I look away
        I turn & go, but I have a fear..

This morning I awoke
I saw the same mirror
        I saw someone
        I was there, Oh! so clear
I saw my eyes reflecting
I saw myself, I wasn't so peculiar
        Enlightenment?
        Yes! But, I'm no seer..

        All these days
        I'd been hiding
        Under thousands of masks
        of Diplomacy, Hypocrisy,
        Greed, Sex, Solipsism??

    The winds swept the fog
    My vision is now so clear..

& now when I rise
I look at the mirror
        I stand so tall
        I got no fear
I don't cry
There are no more tears
        & every time before I turn & go
        I contemplate & give a last leer...