Do I only know that you can't see me, the other me,
You can only interact with the other me, not reality,
I wish I could show you the man behind the mask
'cause now you all seem so far away...
I don't want you to see him, the sorrowful me,
I know you'll hate him, he's not who you want me to be,
and every day he breaks a little further through my skin,
I've suppressed him for so long, he won't give in,
: When I'm alone I see two people in the mirror,
they force me to decide which of me is real,
he who's full of empty rage; I don't reveal,
or he, so fake and deceiving, and never shows how I feel :
Please would you let me destroy myself?
so I could learn to accept trust,
and think for myself without conflict;
look at myself without disgust.
Lyrics to a song I've long since forgotten how to play.