Imperfect Image


Look in the mirror.
You think you would see a perfect world.
That all you do and who you are is the thing that everyone needs.
But the mirror doesn't lie. Behind you, all the darkness you cause
tortures and kills the emotion of people you love.
All your frustration bombs and makes any hope of a chance to
fall into someone arms for help disappears.
But you can't see that.
You let your thought of how who you are
deform the outlook onto reality.
The whispers of Hitler's speeches ring through your body and,
without reason or thought,you give in.
You hurts your loved ones to the point where it hurts you.
For your now left alone to fend off the voices in your head.

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