Fallacy
As I turn to the mirror and faze
Peeking through fantasy of darkness
Crumbling as I see those curves
Just a glide over the rugged leeway
Shadowed by disgrace and dread
A Guilt of being myself
Anxious little soul filled with trauma
But this is not it
Look at the gleam of hope
Warmth that is confused with dread
I am more than this in the midst of chaos
Well the mirror never told me its an illusion
A false reflection of covers and anomie
Maybe you searched it wrong
Glide in the eternity of bliss
You are not the reflection
