I've been changed, literally a stranger to myself,
Looking at the mirror, cant I just shut my mouth,
But you pushed me too far, almost fell of the cliff,
Now the raw mentality has been ripped to a strip,
The foul curses of the mind can embody the soul,
Death of a teenagers youth can embody the old,
A shoddy shotty to make brains start rotting with mold,
There isn't a stopping the simple plotting of bold,
Centuries of rotting in cold, a frozen heart barely beats,
A dead end, a crusted corner which I bet barely treats,
Simply put, a self description of whats in the mirror,
Used to be clearer, a blur, mystery is walking nearer.
meh...