I look myself in the mirror and I see the true me.
I hide him away from others since they'd never understand what I may be.
The world hates me and I hate them.
I'd burn it all to the ground, what would they do then.
As long as I surrender to their will they're happy, but since I won't change for them they reject me.
They don't understand me, and they don't want me to be happy.
All I want to do right now is bleed, I don't care if I'm seen.
I'm consumed by depression and no one cares.
I take a blade to my skin and watch the blood flow, and then I think how my life isn't fair.
I see my true self in the mirror, and yet I don't care about approval.
I'll burn it all, and then watch them fight for their survival.