I am looking into the mirror at a madman.
Fist to chest and face as fast as I can.
I was only born and forced to be a man.
It is time to reveal what is in this minds eye.
It's either you or me but one of us are going to die.
The anger builds as I isolate my self to cry.
The words the slaps they all transform this.
Now finding that my old self doesn't exist.
And there is nothing now that I will ever miss.