A Mirror

Crushing the boys
Tying one on out back
Flexing their charms
In the gym
With the guys
It keeps me awake,
Knowing you’ll love me
Someday
I’m alive
I’m alive
I’m right here
I’m here
Am I a clerk or a mirror?
Whichever will do
Down at the stores
Picking up aspirin and milk
Nursing an arm
Like a bird
In a drawer
The effortless cool way
You carry your bags
I am stocking the shelves
Hoping you’ll see me in the back
I was alive
This whole time
I was here
I’m still here
Am I a clerk or a mirror?
Whichever will do
The tournament of stares
Somebody’s got to move