The CD turns over in my hands

On the backside, I see my reflection

His lips read the same words

“You can’t be different, you can’t escape me,”

It’s not logical to deem

Where the grass is green

When the scene is out of view

My reflection tries to climb

Barricades and confines

Not because it likes to

Self-aware

Reflections stare

And lips read different words

“You’ll never be the same

Forever fail trying to imitate.”

Keep spinning like a CD

Try to keep from turning green

Like a tree in full bloom

Planned attempts to try and climb

Barricades and confines

Because I want to