Today. Yesterday. Tomorrow. What I do is between me and my god. It plays with the strings of my being. A solo song fueled with guilt, blasting with regret. So naive..i blame thee.
In bed i toss and turn. My ears ringing.. i hear them whispering. Matter of fact I wish they were whispering.
Building up the courage, looking for that energy to tell you, that you don't get to examine me. You cant strip me down and run an autopsy. Dont touch me. Your words are vibrating all through me. Pulling out all my imperfections..bringing my flaws back to life..but how could you collect them all and throw them in my face?
I'm so pressed to retaliate. To return the hate. But I'm just too smart to fall for your bait. So I wont be part of the cycle..sorry..I wont play your game.
Today, I'm buying you a gift instead. A mirror.
Oh i know you already have one at home. But didnt you hear.. I made a deal with snow whites worst nightmare. My mirror? oh trust me it has magical powers.. you smile.. it wont smile back. It'll show you what you've been hiding so well. It'll replay all your mistakes. Criticize your every face..and soon enough it'll be clear. The hypocrisy in your eyes will turn into fear.
I'm flawed. Human. Let me be.
Dont judge me.
Dont play with me.
You dont know me.
So a god please don't you dare try to be.
