Man in the Mirror

I see the man in the mirror, and I know his name,
But I don't know who he is, because he's not the same.
I can see his face, but he's unrecognized,
There's nothing but frustration, and pain in his eyes.
I'm trying to get to know the man in the reflection,
He's not the man I once knew, he's going a different direction.
I know the man in the mirror, but yet he still seems strange,
I try to take inventory of his stages of change.
It's clear the morphing man in the mirror is me,
But I still struggle to be the man that I need to be.