I was already wearing an armor cause I thought that was the only way you would not be able to see my scars but disappointment stinks like a pride that died too soon and was never consecrated now it's gone, forever
I put on a mask "Who would you like me to be? You said you liked ghosts, so I became a ghost wandering through the halls of my own desires I shouldn't intend to stay, you were not going to stay but you were listening to my bitter words licking them like they were the sweetest nectar
Mirror, mirror do you intend to mirror me just for fun? do you really wanna know what I've become? can I handle the hole you're gonna leave when you're gone? Once, twice you said it was the last time I believe you, I still do