Friend In My Pocket

I have a friend who's in my pocket
She's such a help to me
Whenever I am feeling down
She picks me up, you see.
She's never one to argue
And when I want to scream
She listens to my every word
And completes the scheme of things.
She always gives my good advice
When I care to listen
She makes me see realty
When I start a wishin'.
When times seem so hard for me
I know just what to do
I pull her from my pocket
In her face, I just look through.
You see, she is a mirror
The one looking back at me
Is just my own reflection
Of who I want to be.