Why does this flaws,
Makes me feel out low?
Though I already figure,
What makes it demure;
Suddenly it struck me,
Unprepared as it be;
There was a mirror,
Hey, it meant horror;
I took a grip,
Mystify eyes on drip;
But how could I suppose,
A world of opposed?
Something I truly admire,
Something I cannot hire;
This frustrate the hell,
Living on my cell;
Knowing I cannot see,
These I called Lee;
Standing on that balcony,
Dying through that symphony;
Though I already figure,
Could I be secure?
Enough with this nonsense,
Mystery during my absence;
Then it will vanish,
Just like how ashes;
Wouldn't leave any trace,
Such never ending race;
But if there's a thing I wanna say,
Be well cause I won't stay;
