Keys
If self control is the key
then I'm locked out
there is nothing but doors
that wont open
Mirror Mirror
I find myself sad
but there are people around
which is scary
and hard to imagine
The mirror lays broken
where if fell to the floor
pieces all scattered
with no home to return to
I tried to pick them up
and glue them back together
but they cut me
and left me broken
This is about me and my life. It is my journey through time and space and about personal discovery. This will be triggering and hard to read, you have been warned.
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