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Fear His Own Father & His Reflection
"Fears His Own Father & His Reflection"
Broken smile,
Acts tough around his friends,
But can't face his own fears,
Thinking about how he can move on from his own past.
He makes his face as if he's disgusted,
whenever someone says he look just like his father...
He's staring back at the man who's in the mirror
Then asks his self,
Am I the person that I want to be?
Why did I end up being the person who I feared to be?
He blinks his eyes twice
Hoping his reflection can fade away...
Turns out it was still there
Tears streaming out of his eyes
Asking why...
He swayed his head left,
Saw the bottle
Then started taking it to the head as if it was nothing
Avoiding the burning sensation he feels in his chest
Then started to have sudden flashbacks,
His father calling him every filthy name in the book....
"YOU USELESS BASTARD
YOUR WORTHLESS
YOU JACKET
YOU ARE NOT EVEN MY SON"
Swung on him,
leaving a reddish mark...
There he go,
remembering the past...
Why did his mom have to pass away?
Father wouldn't had been this way..
He looked in the mirror...
Then punched it,
He looked at the broken pieces of the mirror
Still saw his reflection
All he saw was a broken person
His reflection, his father,
Is something he fears....
~ Mani Blue
Broken smile,
Acts tough around his friends,
But can't face his own fears,
Thinking about how he can move on from his own past.
He makes his face as if he's disgusted,
whenever someone says he look just like his father...
He's staring back at the man who's in the mirror
Then asks his self,
Am I the person that I want to be?
Why did I end up being the person who I feared to be?
He blinks his eyes twice
Hoping his reflection can fade away...
Turns out it was still there
Tears streaming out of his eyes
Asking why...
He swayed his head left,
Saw the bottle
Then started taking it to the head as if it was nothing
Avoiding the burning sensation he feels in his chest
Then started to have sudden flashbacks,
His father calling him every filthy name in the book....
"YOU USELESS BASTARD
YOUR WORTHLESS
YOU JACKET
YOU ARE NOT EVEN MY SON"
Swung on him,
leaving a reddish mark...
There he go,
remembering the past...
Why did his mom have to pass away?
Father wouldn't had been this way..
He looked in the mirror...
Then punched it,
He looked at the broken pieces of the mirror
Still saw his reflection
All he saw was a broken person
His reflection, his father,
Is something he fears....
~ Mani Blue
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