Warped Perception
Posted: Fri Dec 07, 2012 4:45 pm
I honestly Dont even know what this is, call it symbolic venting I guess.
Just trying to get some stuff out.
Warped Perception
The View of myself seems to always be full of Confusion.
Self-worth Determined upon others to give me acceptance.
I hide, Lost in my mind, tricking me with this illusion.
Always trying to change and adjust, just to blend in.
What if I am no longer the person I should be at the end?
Constant pressure from my own worst enemy.
Not Society, or a person I know, But my very self.
I Trick myself to fight a battle that need not be fought.
This idea tricks me to Alter the reflection I see in the water below.
The person I see in the mirror is judged by the only company guaranteed.
Yet I lash out on as if I don’t have enough pain.
Until I love the person I am, there is no chance to find this love in others.
It will pick at me until I sabotage myself and break all bridges out of fear.
Misery loves company and in this case it is me.
Until The cycle is broken I cannot expect change.
I cannot expect someone to cross my path and make me accept myself
This battle against myself must end, I surrender I wish not to fight.
I am me for now, and for as long as I know.
So I must treat myself like I would someone else.
Changing the person in the mirror?
Why? I’d really like to get to know Her for once
Just trying to get some stuff out.
Warped Perception
The View of myself seems to always be full of Confusion.
Self-worth Determined upon others to give me acceptance.
I hide, Lost in my mind, tricking me with this illusion.
Always trying to change and adjust, just to blend in.
What if I am no longer the person I should be at the end?
Constant pressure from my own worst enemy.
Not Society, or a person I know, But my very self.
I Trick myself to fight a battle that need not be fought.
This idea tricks me to Alter the reflection I see in the water below.
The person I see in the mirror is judged by the only company guaranteed.
Yet I lash out on as if I don’t have enough pain.
Until I love the person I am, there is no chance to find this love in others.
It will pick at me until I sabotage myself and break all bridges out of fear.
Misery loves company and in this case it is me.
Until The cycle is broken I cannot expect change.
I cannot expect someone to cross my path and make me accept myself
This battle against myself must end, I surrender I wish not to fight.
I am me for now, and for as long as I know.
So I must treat myself like I would someone else.
Changing the person in the mirror?
Why? I’d really like to get to know Her for once