Wake up Got the shakes Get some black mirror Brush teeth Get washed Get some black mirror Feed yourself And the kids Get some black mirror Out the door In the car Get some black mirror Seat belts on Drive kids school Get some black mirror Signal Manoeuvre Crash Blood spilt Kids crying Get some black mirror Blue lights Loud sirens Get some black mirror Hospital Waiting room Get some black mirror Wife arrives All in pieces Share some black mirror Police arrive Handcuffs No more black mirror In a cell Shaking Need some black mirror In the dock Quaking Because of black mirror Everyone else In the court Getting some black mirror
I am as addicted and as enslaved as anyone to the little black mirror that glows when I touch it.
The Universe has a vision for me, of what I am to become and Life is the artist, the sculptor. Everyday it chips away parts in which I don't need. It refines me n smoothes my sharp edges, it carves into me intricate details which will grow to define me. Everyday a part of me dies, but only to be reborn as a newer more refined individual. Every strike of the chisel hurts, but pain is required for growth so I embrace the pain I embrace the hurt cause ultimately it will help me grow. I'm not completed yet so the blows still come, I'm an unfinished work of art. Half a stone tablet and half a man.