The one in the mirror

Inside of me
There were always
Someone else
Is it bright?
Is it black?
Is it friend?
Is it foe?
Is it sane?
Is it mad?
Is it me?
Or someone else?

My mind feeds both
For left and right
My blood boils both
For me and him
My heart turns both
Bright and dark
My soul is both
Good and evil?
Is it me?
Or someone else?
Instead of black and white
I stand gray
Knowing not
What share is his
Knowing not
What share is mine
I stare at the one in the mirror

And the one in the mirror stares back
And says:
Is it me?
Or someone else?