my fantasy land
the mirror isnt my true friend
she wont reflect my fantasy land
instead exposing the world in a aggressive manner
where i cant unsee the ugly truth
i cover my eyes to reside inside myself
fantic attempts to self soothe
let me see what i want to see
let me be who i choose to be
but like a moth to a flame I am drawn to her realizations
looking directly into the pupils of this faintly familiar reflection
i share the darkest corners of my star scattered mind....
desperately preparing for the mental rejection.
let me live the way I want to live, marching to the beat of a exhausted drummer
i am helpless to my enemy because she refuses to manifest my fantasy land
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