Who are you

I see you looking at me
With hatred in your eyes

I know you from somewhere.

Curled brown hair
Glistening green eyes
A smile that kills
Thick frame that you flaunt
And I can't even hate

Don't I know you from somewhere?

Maybe when you were younger
Or before you became a mother
Before you were a wife
Maybe we were lovers

Do I know you from somewhere?

A far off place in some fairytale..
Mirror, mirror on the wall

No fairytale here.

Just you and I starting at each other
Through this plate of reflective glass.