You're not me.
Standing Infront of the mirror, looking me in the eye is one I've never seen before.
Glancing back at the person from long ago, now I'm thinking will I ever be able to let go?
Seeing myself through the devil's eyes for the first time,
Realising the monster hiding wasn't under my bed but right in my head.
Guilt ridden feelings were nothing but inevitable, built so many barriers an escape was unattainable.
Hiding behind an alias too weak, it was obvious I kept grinding my teeth.
Minding my ting ain't got shit to do with you, unless binding with me is what you plan to do.
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