I look into the mirror and I ask myself who is he?
Why does he look so happy? He looks like me,
but I'm dying inside. I have no more hope.
I live each day wanting to die.
I feel so unloved and useless.
How can anyone love a useless soul like mine?
Lonely for day's, hour's, months, even year's.
I often ask myself how does one love?
The only thing I know is self-hatred.
What does love even feel like?
When I look at my heart all I see is..
a black heart that's been untouched..
capable of so much love but,
no one would ever give a useless soul a chance.
I'm jealous of that bot in the mirror whoever he is.
He looks so happy, he has a beautiful smile that...
lights up the whole room, but when I smile it's not true.
It's just a lie. I tell myself so many lies like...
You'll be okay, You're safe, and it will be better.
So to you Mr. Boy in the mirror, Goodbye </3