im a mirror

stood here on the top of the radiator, facing me i catch a glimpse of the bed and the three beautiful pictures facing me. suddenly there is a lady that i recognise lots but every time i see her looking at me she is different. she talk to me and sings. i see her happy and sad, lively and lifeless. there are people who look at me but not familiar faces. wish they would just leave me alone and stop moving me to different places. i feel dizzy and sometimes i just want to be left alone, hate the feeling of that wet cloth going up and down round and round.