Reflection

Do you ever catch your reflection in glass? Then look in your own eyes, catching flashes of past? Flooded with memories, Will the world remember me? Tears of yesteryears, burned indefinitely The smiles, the pains, even worse the stains The pressures the strains that went down the drains The loves that got away, used to think of them everyday Forgot their names until this very day Inundated with your history, do they still think of me? With a smile or a frown? it will always be a mystery