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Don't you wish your reflection,

the person you pretend to be,

the one they all think is really you,

was the truth?



Don't you wish that you weren't fake,

so you wouldn't have to face your lies,

in the mirror everyday?



And that all your friends weren't shadows,

and that your voice held some meaning a room,

not just to them but to you?



You might be waiting for Armageddon,

or an epiphany,

But unless you change the thinking of the person,

who's standing opposite, upside down, reversed but never you,

you yourself will never change.



Salvation starts when you can walk away,

stop looking for the faults in a flawed glass.

You know where to start, stop mourning the past.

Give up on luck, shatter that reflection, throw down all of your pretenses.

Jump into faith, and give in to the blind, because looking around has only hurt you.

It's time to be brave, it's time to act out,

Just give up on your idealistic mirrors of the world.