Feb 2018
I hate my reflection
It stares back at me with cold eyes
And a skewed perception
Of what I am,
There is no question
I need to be someone else
Someone who gives a ****
This is my regression.
It stares back at me with cold eyes
And a skewed perception
Of what I am,
There is no question
I need to be someone else
Someone who gives a ****
This is my regression.
