My name is a reflection of you,
The manner in which it's pronounced makes it all the more true.
My talk is a reflection of you,
The accent in which I speak in is all you- a sign of a sick tribute.
My walk is a reflection of you,
The way my left foot follows my right, and how my thighs are placed together- never bidding adieu.
My sleeping schedule is a reflection of you,
How I stay up in fear of you coming but not being seen by a rescuer- always out of view..
My thoughts are a reflection of you,
Paranoic and the over-analyzation of everything following through.
My mirror is a reflection of me,
Tainted, shattered, distorted- indefinitely.
Feb 4, 2014
Feb 4, 2014 at 3:24 PM UTC
My name is a reflection of you,
The manner in which it's pronounced makes it all the more true.
My talk is a reflection of you,
The accent in which I speak in is all you- a sign of a sick tribute.
My walk is a reflection of you,
The way my left foot follows my right, and how my thighs are placed together- never bidding adieu.
My sleeping schedule is a reflection of you,
How I stay up in fear of you coming but not being seen by a rescuer- always out of view..
My thoughts are a reflection of you,
Paranoic and the over-analyzation of everything following through.
My mirror is a reflection of me,
Tainted, shattered, distorted- indefinitely.
-d.a
