perhaps my mind is a breaking thing
can you mend a mirror,or leave it shattered?
perhaps you don't know the true me,perhaps i'm as jagged and broken inside as i scream and pretend to be this character of audacity.
if in the end i do not love me,then what is there to fix?
see you claim my heart is in the right place but maybe i'm worse than we thought?
my love,i fear you don't understand,my heart is as broken as me.
my love,i see you don't really understand i'm a reflective dystopian.