Thursday, November 7, 2013

Who's that ...

Mirror mirror on the wall
Tell me how to stand proud and tall
Thoughts I believed in, questioned
How do I answer the call
A cover up act
No make up, No mask
I see who I see
Questions I have, who do I ask
Do I believe in myself
Do I believe what I share
Do I love myself
To truly be here
The thoughts that have plagued me
The visions I could not share
Discover what was hidden
Do I even dare?
I care not how others see me
I thought I was all here
I come to find what's missing
In front of the mirror, a cold stare
Void of the Warmth and Passion
A shell timid and scared
I had become as my visions
My death was right here
Here as I stand before you
This Mirror hides no lies

I had slowly been dying
And still I hide these cries
Not seeking for approval
I search to understand
Rid myself of hauntings

And live the best I can
Mirror I stand before you
For help please take my hand

Together please guide me
I want to be a better man


             ... I see
                     WWIII

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