Reflection (read bottom for poem)

Ack so scrunched up!!<br />
it reads:<br />
i walk to the mirrior<br />
but all i see is my back<br />
staring into it i wonder<br />
why this person is here<br />
haunting my steps<br />
being everywhere all at once<br />
my concience tells me to do things<br />
but i never listen<br />
even though<br />
they are telling me <br />
to do the right thing.<br />
<br />
it knows something<br />
that i can't figure out<br />
and then it slaps me in the face<br />
and all i do is sit there<br />
and laugh<br />
at what has been in front of me<br />
all this time<br />
no one is actually there<br />
it has been me!<br />
me!me!me!<br />
watch your back.<br />
<br />
*sigh* i had to scrunch it down so they would accept it.