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Staring at your reflection, it starts to talk to you.
Self confidence...in an essence is prominent
as an adolescent this metamorphed into an issue I lacked
the dominant feature that should be fortified was never intact
it was my lifestream that'll forever be damned
damn.....
At the mall I played the spared tire
my friends wife'd up....we walked to the food court
they talked about their opprotunities...didn't know where mine was
attention span was soon to leave...I went to arby's
but wendy's is where the rest choose to eat
the menu was on the counter top...which was an easy view for me
cause I had my head down alot...
a thin sheet of glass coated the whole
but the reflection was enough to be noticable
I looked at it and I immediately knew what it was thinking
I turned my head in shame...to see my friends
laughing and drinking their shakes...leaving
without me....
"see ya guys!....I'll catch yall at the fair!"
needless to say i didn't see them...
for the whole week it was there...
by myself..I ran into the house of mirrors
starring at my many distorted reflections....
didn't know what to expect then
the images were my worst fears, and my best friends
it's weird, sad and true indeed
their faces disgusted me...but they were there for me
and gone at will....like I expected it
my plain reflection was loud and clear..
but here....their were mixed messages
If I got upset with one...I just moved on
I'd spend hours in that house of wonder
and since then...i haven't had a week of comfot
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