projection
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my mother acts as if i hung the moon
but she can't help but criticize the way that it droops in the sky
she tells me i am just like her in looks
Calm overwhelms me
Breaking and splintering the anger and painThe words you spoke to me may heal with time But scars take far longer to fade
I stand tall
Do you ever look at the stars and just leave home? Leave earth?
Because when I see those shining beauties dotted like white paint,
They take me to a universe without any distractions.
An interesting thing about stars,
There are demons pressing in on me.
There are demons pressing out on me.
It's as if when my eyes hit the mirror
they hit the bullseye for my body to grow.
the bullseye is really a trigger.