A random poem

i did this one earlier this year
it needs more work but w/e

parallel,
yet so define,
my right is your wrong,
your eye is my eye,
when i move your move is wrong,
your reflection is my reflection but which one is real,
am i the one thinking or are you,
such an existential theory,
who are you when i am not around,
are there more of me who are not me,
just by thinking of these numerous posibilities ties my head into a knot,
that time space rendering in a pane of shinning glass of probable dimension,
are you the one that is mocking me,
are you laughing with me or at me,
no matter

you are just a reflection

and nothing more

I really enjoyed that, thank you.

thanks for the comment