MIRROR DIMENSION

In the mirror world so strange and bizarre,

Everything's backwards, nothing's on par.

The sun sets in the east, and rises in the west,

The opposite of what we know best.

But despite the confusion, I can't help but love,

This mirror world that fits like a glove.

For though it's different, it's still the same,

With people and places that we can't quite tame.

I see myself reflected in the glass,

A mirror image that's not built to last.

But in this world, I feel a sense of peace,

As if my troubles and worries have all ceased.

So here's to the mirror world, my dear,

A place where anything can appear.

A world of wonder, a world of delight,

Where opposites attract, and day turns to night.