I am your mirror’s reflection what you don’t like about me is what
You hate in yourself you should see throught others’ eyes before you
Go ahead and make em feel like sh*t but you won’t because you hate
Yourself images bitch sometimes i get so frustrated haunting visions
In the back of my mind no you struck a pose with your hand extended
Open arms in an idio-cratic ways you try to lie to yourself but you
Can’t break through that sacred wisdom of your spirit used me but you
Don’t want to know me sometimes i would give anything just to be
Something more i see the truth upon that pedestal’s frowning down
Upon me like a trophy valued by masses of minds are closed to a
Variety and change a life so bland and boring uncontent living
Through others learning from nothing true and nothin real sometimes
