I look into the mirror and slip past its glass surface Past the mirror is a strange land, a nice land at some times but most times you cant tell, since the land past the mirror always hides how it feels You have to go so so so deep to truly know But this is expected, since the land past the mirror mirrors me
The trees look twisted and weird past the mirror Since the land past the mirror mirrors me Never fitting in with their surroundings Always changing into something increasingly worse
Everyone past the mirror knows so much So much They brag about it all the time They flaunt there facts in the faces of flawed people For few people past the mirror are not flawed Figures since the people past the mirror mirror me
The ground past the mirror is always shaking It never stops to take a breath Triggering tremendous tremors that take total control So much time is trashed, during these tremors The ground seems to shake as if, everyone is watching it, And as if it is never enough And even though everyone sees the ground shake Shaking as if it cant belong a place in the world They walk on it anyway True this since technical, topics past the mirror mirror me
The water past the mirror is never still It is sloshing and slugging so swiftly Some sing songs to the water And some of the songs sooth the water Making it so smooth that you can see silver stones shining in the bottom Soon though the songs are not enough The water sees things is doesn't understand Confused the water is. Always confused But such is the things past the mirror Since the things past the mirror mirror me
Moments past the mirror make my mind murky Mumbling people tell me my mind needs fixing Maybe they're right But maybe the land past the mirror is made for me For my mangled mind to comprehend and understand Some people look in the mirror and see themselves Now don't get me wrong, i see myself, but I don't see my face I see things mirroring myself Meaning in simplest terms I see me, in a way that I can understand Instead of faces, that always deceive Instead of body’s that look different from my sight Instead of eyes that can change in the quickest instance I see in my mind in a way that I can be sure that I'm not lying to myself As we all so often do