As I look upon my reflection, memories flash
I remember sad thoughts - my wrongs, some arguments, moments when I was to be bashed
I wanted to destroy the person in front of me
For every time I look at her, all I can say is what a mistake is she
 
Crying, mourning, weeping
All I do as I gaze upon the mirror I'm looking
Yet I still forget that the object only shows one side of the coin ...

"I give up, yet I still want to strive!"

I am a fox, and nothing more
A fox everyone thinks I am
Sneaky, cunning, untrustworthy
And that is who I was
I humbly abode in my home
Wishing for acquaintance
A friend, perhaps?
So I showed myself
To the land of outdoors
And never did I know
How others thought of me
And how much I had
To know of myself
I was, indeed
Nothing more than a fox
Until an unexpected event
And an unexpected creature
Showed...