The unmoved and the moving picture.

Portrait on the wall converses with a mirror reflection.

Portrait:I am your portrait that hangs on your wall
Reflection:And i am your reflection in your mirror to which you crawl
Portrait:i am what you were back in the past
Refelction:i show you who you are your picture i cast
Portrait:i capture a moment from your life that went away
Refelction:i show you different stages and i never lead you astray
Portrait:if it were not for me, you would not remember a special day
Refelction:and if it were not for me you'd not know what you look like today
Portrait:i will not upset you because i only show you what went
Refelction:and i will not disappoint you although mexed messages are sent
Portrait:oh mirror reflection look at how you make her pout
Refelction:oh portrait at least she doesnt turn to me and shout
Portrait:you lie ot her as each day passes by
Refelction:oh i do not! well she choses to believe my lie
Portrait:you make her worry more about her appearance
Refelction:i only make her old looks a clearance
Portrait:i sigh as i watch her touch you and cry
Refelction:but its my job to show her what of her did die
Portrait:let me go back to my unmoved picture life for it is best
Refelction:and i shall return to my alternating communicative jest.