I could not deceive
Not me, not anyone
But I could look in the mirror
And see someone else

So who was I fooling
The others?
Or me?
It’s not an exception
To lose one’s mind in fantasy

Yet it wasn’t a good thing
For the mirror showed
A reflection of something
I didn’t know

Where I started to lose myself
Was where my daily life began
And every time I woke up
I had to pretend
Cause this was my mirage
My misleading reflection
Of all I could be
Of all I ever wanted myself to see
But it wasn’t me.

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Hi there and welcome to my little online world! I'm Danielle, 27 years old and living in Zoetermeer, the Netherlands. Most of the time, you'll either find me behind the laptop writing for my own company DanceWrite.nl, or doing my magic in the kitchen. You see, I've got this thing for food, writing, music and poetry. To me, it's all about the love and passion. Oh, and did I mention food & writing yet? :)

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