I talked with myself in the moldy mirror
He frankly and intensely reminded me of my insecurities
but I nod, knowing I remind him of them too.
He gave me the answer key to the work I was stuck on
and I laughed, he found every solution so easily.
He told me about knowing my moldy friends,
and the conversations they have,
the ones we want to have.
He cried and I rushed to help but he laughed and said
tears of joy, which confused me.
I must speak with the moldy mirror again soon.
