Look at me, who do you see?
Are you really seeing?
Do you notice my face morphing?
Into a different human being?
And have you tried to study your own
You might find it to be frightening
Its easy to deny we’d be this way
But it comes on faster than lightning
Falling, falling, my skin is crawling
And settling around my knees
Calling, calling, childhood is bawling
And begging me not to leave
Stalling, Stalling, stay with me please….
Who knew a mirror could just terrify
Good thing I can’t feel what I can’t see
Yet the aches and pains the wrinkles and lumps
Just sneak up on me
Lets make a deal not to look again
Let’s pretend we’re who we were before
Without war paint staining out cheeks
War paint? That’s right, this is war
Falling, falling, my skin is crawling
And settling around my knees
Calling, calling, childhood is bawling
And begging me not to leave
Stalling, Stalling, stay with me please….
Funny how much time it took
To take a very long hard look
Those crease of anger split our faces
Time just drips until it flows
Eventually a lethal dose
With hardly any saving graces
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