A Labyrinth Called Mirrors

Don't ya ever look at them, don't ya even look towards them. Don't ya ever try to catch glimpses within yr eyes. Don't ya ever try to fix a smile. Don't ya ever try to find a soul shining here or there. Don't ya ever ask it to define yourself. Don't ya ever try to talk to it. To stare at it. To listen to it. Mirrors are nothing but a maze of beings whom lost their defination. They are searching it, all from his home, his work, his cafe, his resturant dates. They are all wandering here and there, and don't bother themselves to greet eachother when they meet, like two ghosts sneaking around. They don't bother to greet. However, they may not understand that those very creatures are the only beings can tell them the majestic secret: A map of their souls.