The Mirrored Boy

I walk through life but a mirror.
A reflection of what goes on around me
No one can see in because I am glass on silver
The hate the anger the disgust of it all
My eyes see it all, the false platitudes, give out like sugar cubes
But none for me for i see it all for what its worth
It will get better but it never does
The anger the hatred the disgust of it all
People approach to try to see me but all they see is a reflection
I am what they want me to be
In my glass cage I stand alone

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