False Faces – The Mirror

I love the pain, the raging self hate
It burns like anger, the scratches
Along this face, screaming in the mirror
I love the pain, I cry as I tear
At my hair, pound fists to glass
When will I feel sane
Love who I am again
I stab the skin, claw the strange flesh
Wash this face that I can’t replace
Scream, who is she, staring back at me
I love the pain, the agony
The misery of the man
I will never truly be
When will I see myself reflected back at me?

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Reflection

Mirrors, cursed objects!
They lie! They reflect that lie.
I banish these deceptive mirrors!
I’m a man, I will not cry!
The face I see, it isn’t mine.
I claw my flesh in vain
Hoping to remove this unsightly mask.
The reflection driving me insane

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