The man in the mirror
is my worst enemy
I'm crippled by fear
and insecurity
I'm comfortably drowning
in my selfish thoughts
waiting, praying for the day
when all this stops

I wish I could take off this mask
I look like a disgrace
but I've worn it so long
that it's stuck to my face

but wait...

Is it a mask
or is it just me?
Now I'm not sure
but it sure is blurry