The Mystery Man
Who is this man looking into the mirror
Disguised as an image that is not shown any clearer
Full of surprises, Head full of doubt
Wondering if there is any way out
People look and think how he is so strong
When they really do not realize that all of the pain was held inside for so long
He thought if he had the perfect life
The guilt would go away, and life would be right
Darkness forever reigned in his head
Dreams of blood pouring down from his bed
He felt so lonely, and not so pure
He thought that nothing in this would could cure
Yet he still managed to hold his head high
But deep down inside all he can do is cry
Who is this man in the mirror
What does he see
He thinks life would better if he was set free
God looked at the angels and said let him be
For i know what i want him to do , i want him to flee
He cut, he bleed, he thought it was a relief
So surprised he didnt fly in utter disbelief
The man in the mirror was once just a scene
And soon i realized that person was me
That old man in the mirror i had to let go
I wanted to sit here and let the world know
You can overcome everything that is thrown to your knees
But it takes you being a victor that will set you free
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