Objects are closer than they appear
Beware the stranger in the mirror
Secrets aren’t safe here
Emotions run hot
The walls are thin
And the floorboards talk
Battles are waged
And battles are not
But battles not waged are still battles hard fought
Distant memories fade into fog
But the fabrication’s not really long gone
In fact it’s not fake
It’s actually real
It happened last night
Don’t you know what you feel?
Easier to forget
Easier to remember
The fabrication
Mortification
Some sort of a weird type of gentrification
You don’t belong here
Been made perfectly clear
To you
And by you
Maybe none of it’s real
It’s supposed to be deeper
A bonded connection
But maybe this one is more like an infection
A minute’s a year
A day is a century
It’ll tear you to pieces
It won’t do it gently
Find your way back to where you belong
Hidden parts of yourself do not have be gone
Maybe the key’s staring back from the mirror
Freedom too could be much closer than it appears
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