• Laughing At The Mirror


    All I see is a person who is depressed,
    In a world of darkness I am obsessed.
    Loneliness is a common thing for me,
    If people would look deep within they would see.
    See the truth in which I behold,
    There are secrets about me that I have never told.
    Secrets that could ruin the rest of my life,
    Out of my hands falls the knife.
    Tears being to roll out of my eyes,
    It is my true self that I despise.