Flesh sees flesh
Spirit sees spirit
It takes one to see one
But no one's there to hear it

What are you fighting for
The mirrors are all shattered
The keepers lie there sleeping
Exotic seekers butchered
Debauchery gets you nowhere
Tears in light flows down glistening
Sanity all spent with discord to spare
The deaf are better at listening

How can this be
It has always been
All that you see
Is all to be seen
Nothing is new
Under the sun
All separates you see
Always add up to one

Start from scratch
Blood's meant for bleeding
A fresh start tainted
By a stain for meaning
Beholded beauty
In imperfections, an art
Built up through destruction
We end without a start

These ***** hands, they understand
They break a man and ****
Life is enchanted, I never wanted,
They broke my mind and will
Not saying you're rude, but only the moon
Listens to my story in silence
Do you now get my mood, of why I brood,
And why I act out in violence

My nonchalance is challenged
I have cares in the world
I found my ways to strike a balance
As paradoxical chaos unfurled.
Delicate dedication,
I put myself in the way
Desolate deprivations
I find my lost selves in wordplay

In wake, awake, I wait, and watch her 
My hands, they reach, they stab, I touch her
In the statistics, part of the cluster
Put her to sleep, I rest in culture.
I tried to die, I tried to hurt her!
We felt the pain, again, our torture
I made a fist, like this, I hurt her
But she fought back, we broke the mirror

Things of the past
I must let go
Else my pain will last
Must it be so?
Turn away
That's not for you
Why keep the old hurts
When there's joy afresh, new

I see your smile,
It's all a lie,
The wanton greed
That you deny.
You wear your masks,
You are my "friends,"
So, shame on me:
I've met my end

I feel so empty,
My esteem's sore
That knife looks delicious
My nervous system begs no more.
Isolated,
I am the one who's different
Desolate
This chapter feels so hopeless