Mirrored Walls
Mirrored Walls
I am Stuck in a quiet rage
Unable to show my terror
As I'm enclosed in the mirror of fears
It's irritating to look at myself in this pity
Where not one is around as they're winning thrifties
I'm locked in this mirror cell
And stuck in a no- man's land ,
Having no one to dwell
I hear my head now
Playing a band
Which seems too nice
Which also breaks these mirrored walls
And get me out of my quiet rage
And so I express my happiness
As if I snatched it from people
And there seems just me
Enjoying my company!
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