My Reflection Pool

Do you see the true me?
My actual identity?
Wishing I would be set free,
To live my life, and let me be.

This reflection pool has been my home,
My quiet place to dream alone,
No one knows whats in my head,
Or the words that I have said.

My mind monsoon made of wishes,
Drenching my beloved dreams to pieces,
If love forebode my honest end,
Would I die alone, or with a friend?