every night, I admire
the person in that mirror,
their glistening eyes
but filled with horror
I stretched out my hand
trying to reach that stranger
and to my surprise
I was in front of the mirror
people are dying to know
what made me changed,
was it for the better
or to end my yesterday's sorrow?
I'm a dead man's soul
emptiness is filling me
pretends not to know
why everyone's telling me,
"I don't know you anymore."
said with a concerned voice.
I looked at them and answered,
"Me neither."
every time I look at nothingness
this body is moving on its own
I wanted to leave this deep distress
and the pain I'm feeling in my bones
