The distortion in the mirror
Showed a new facet of me
Who would’ve known this program I looked down on
Would reveal my darkest fantasy?
I’d made peace with the fact I’d never
Became who I always admired.
But even though it was a mere simulation
The possibilities gave me vertigo.
I’ve been given a whole new meaning
To “loving yourself”.
Jul 9, 2019
Jul 9, 2019 at 8:48 AM UTC
The distortion in the mirror
Showed a new facet of me
Who would’ve known this program I looked down on
Would reveal my darkest fantasy?
I’d made peace with the fact I’d never
Became who I always admired.
But even though it was a mere simulation
The possibilities gave me vertigo.
I’ve been given a whole new meaning
To “loving yourself”.
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