“I couldn’t see
Beyond my own face
The day the mirror
Became a bladeAnd all that anger
Karliene “All The Magic”
And all that pain
Sparked the power
Of who I became”
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dSFlIHh-tmM&list=RDdSFlIHh-tmM&start_radio=1&rv=dSFlIHh-tmM&t=10
Most of my life, I belonged To the image I created By myself For myself About myself Like a lord Of creation I thought “It was good” So The Lord Of Creation Sent the Angel of Destruction To Destruct And De-construct Me Myself So, I am not me Anymore Like in Singer’s riddle If I am who am I Because you Are you Who you are So I am not Myself at all And I don’t wish You feel the same About you Yourself About me You don’t need To bother Anymore At all Although All of that Too shall pass Hope Soon.