House of Mirrors

by Chris   Oct 16, 2012

I wander through this maze
Alone and bitter at the world
Without a soul for someone to save
No love left in me for anyone

How do I escape this house of mirrors
Created to be my own prison
A reflection for each turn
Each of a different image

How can I begin to trust myself
Or have any faith in me
If what's looking back
Might be just another lie

Someone please help me from myself
I'm breaking down to the floor
Angry and loathing my existence
Surrounded by these lies

Do I have the heart of a monster
Or am I lucky enough to be good
It feels that I'll never ever know
Who it is I really am


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