I met that stranger again yesterday
she told me how ugly i look...
that, eventually, i won't be able to identify myself anymore
that i deserve to live with my sins
that my mind will never find peace, never be sane
what should i do? i ask her
she leaves without giving me any answers
I met her again today
she told me how sad i look...
that when i die, people will forget me in days
that i deserve to not be loved
that my soul will continue to burn
even after i turn into ashes
tell me, what should i do? i plead
she leaves without giving me any answers, again
when she slides into the mirror
to meet me tomorrow,
i will smash my head against it
and make her finally go away
hopefully, that will ease my pain
and never see her again
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