I talk to myself
To the mirror
For no good reason
Just because
Looking to myself
And see the confusion
That I am
How on earth
Did it turn to this?
I see myself
Not in the same way
As I should
Like before
Who are you?
What am I?
What have I become?
I hate myself
(Who are you?)
(Who am I?)
Shatter the mirror
Its pieces, my own skin
It now represents
A permanent sickness
I look to myself
I converse to myself
For one more time
To know just why
I regret everything
To the mirror
For no good reason
Just because
Looking to myself
And see the confusion
That I am
How on earth
Did it turn to this?
I see myself
Not in the same way
As I should
Like before
Who are you?
What am I?
What have I become?
I hate myself
(Who are you?)
(Who am I?)
Shatter the mirror
Its pieces, my own skin
It now represents
A permanent sickness
I look to myself
I converse to myself
For one more time
To know just why
I regret everything
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