Persona
It's a game
And it's fast as hell
It happens
Without acknowledgement
The way we see ourselves,
The way we want to be...
It's unexpected
Like a dream
It's all twisted up
And reflected
Against your mind
There is an image
And a persona
You want to be
But the world around you
Looks at you
From an angle unsuspected
And you're its prey
And you're deep underwater
You're sometimes nearly devoured whole
By its massive jaws
And it swims with you
In secret corners
Of your subconscious
(You always wanted it to be better
You always wanted the world to love you)
It stings
When we want love so badly
And the inner self feels muted
By a tongue that's been made rough
From years of over exposure
And the scorching desert
Expression,
Are you a slave
Or are you free?
But of course
There is no answer
Nor any judgment passed
It's too much paranoia
And it races by the mirror
Cause it's a game
And it's fast as hell...
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