The mirrored face
Your parents say
I am disgrace
Better be nice
Or lose your place
I cannot see through
The blank smile
Your friends say
You should run a mile
I am the blood
You are my nile
I cannot be
The nothing no more
The world says
Only pain is instore
For the ones who want
And take no more
Than what glory gives
And what truth washes ashore
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