I see myself in it.
Everything looks the same.
My dark-as-night hair,
brown as a grizzly bear’s eyes,
curvy ears,
hairy brows,
and pink nails.
It looks as if it was a duplicate of me.
When I move, it moves too.
When I look sad, it looks sad too.
When I look happy, it looks happy too.
But always when my mind drifts,
it always reminds me of me.