Myself

Mirrors Room

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Everybody treats me like a Road
And everyone pass over me all the time!
As if all the values were a lie
And treat me like if I shouldn’t be here!

I never noticed the taste of smiles
Because they are lies that keep you there!
They tell you what to do, all the time
Because they’re afraid that you are your true self!
And every faces
And every faces are screaming: Get out! Get out! Get out!