I take a shot at the mirror,
Fire away, I say,
My intensions have never been clearer,
I shoot without delay.
Words, feelings, bullets ricochet,
The mirror knows things others do not,
No bullets fly astray,
Myself thinks of things others do not.
My bullets last forever,
My words and thoughts only grow stronger,
I lock myself down in the cellar,
While I, myself, grow weaker.