Mirror

Insecurities are caught better in front of the mirror.

Does the camera only capture sweet memories?

Flaws aren't bitter, they're sour.

Being labeled a self-pitying fool, is that why hate is a strong word?

Secrets aren't scandalous but if they're revealed, they might be.

Do secrets spill or do people whisper?

Escapism is a convenience only if you're alone.

How do you find solace in crowds?

My eyelids shut forcefully by a nightmare disguised as a dream.

When we close our eyes, do we dream or do the dreams wake us?

A daydream seeks things, a nightmare gives them to you.

Am I in heaven if I dream about death?

Glory and evil go hand in hand.

Does that mean the devil is my saviour?

The devil might be an angel going on a rampage.

Can ignorance be an excuse for chaos?

Danger might be an adrenaline rush on the curb of death.

Does life hold meaning if we fear death?

We live to die so our ashes are free of prejudice.

Must we resemble one another to be treated as equals?

I challenge my own boundaries and demolish those walls of sanity.

When did life and death start to look the same?

Living is a lie if we aren't dying at the same time.

Are life and death parallel?

Lies always shine brighter than the truth.

Does the truth catch fire or the liar?

White lies are the same as a twisted truth.

Are angels really innocent if all they do is sugarcoat the obvious?

We're born angels but we die devilishly.

As we grow older, do humans become incapable of purity?

Humans and devils and angels are all synonymous.

Are we people or an amalgamation of everything good and evil?

The green exit light starts blinking red.

A never-ending maze is always a straight path.

I run through the blaring sirens until I'm dead.

A light comes through the pitch darkness;

It's just thunder raining on my parade.

All beauty in this world lacks kindness

For the blind may love, yet the love may blind.

Cruel place, isn't it?

Meanwhile, I haven't even stared past the mirror.