I take a pebble and cast it to the mountain of that which I wish to forget

It stops the pain for awhile

But sometimes they roll back and find themselves at my feet

And I know I must embrace the truth but in honesty my mountain looms and I would sooner leap from it then have it topple upon me

In the mirror i find myself how did i come to be?
since when did my reflection
take over what makes me.

Who is this crude impostor who uses my eyes to see,
who is this kindred spirit that screams inside of she.

I turn myself from the mirror from her who's trapped within,
but find a wall in front of me and reflected a wicked grin.