With my rhymes I take a journey through the human mind.And find that the reflection is one of a kind.A reflection caught in time. It’s too late to catch up once your own reflection has left you behind.When the soul speaks even the reflection in the mirror weeps.A reflection that keeps. A reflection that sleeps. I got the lyrical mind set that’s why my rhymes are deep. Reflection is like a book with blank pages. A picture of a man with a thousand faces. The reflection has no secrets. Your reflection the antagonist. Your reflection the realist. The reflection is different when I look in the mirror.Main Blade the mask the monster, Seeing his reflection shatters mirrors. The dreams turned to nightmares. The reflection is a skilled story teller. The reflection is bipolar. Like narcissus who saw his own reflection and drowned. A reflection unnoticed. A reflection tainted. A reflection unexplored. The reflection of a man deep in thought. Like looking through the mirror through an iron mask. An impossible task. The reflection is vast, I can’t dwell on the past. Trust decays like rust