A woman sits across from me in the mirror
I pretend she's not there even when I see her
Her heart aches to be heard and seen by me
By all I can do is look away obliviously

I act like she isn't there to echo my truth
The fact that her wrinkled eyes are my youth
I see through her eyes everyday with no remorse
Going about my life not looking back at the source

The things that made me the monster I am now
I don't hate these I hate how I let them endow
They took me over little by little until nothing...
Nothing was left but girl dangled from a string

- E.A.F