Emotions

Like a parasite lurking in your thoughts.
Like a time bomb coiled around your heart.

Tick... tick... tick... tick...
 
All you need is a flashback to trigger the explosion.

Lost

These mirrors have eyes,

they’ve been watching since you were born.
You’re not allowed to be anyone else but yourself
‘cause these mirrors will reveal the truth,
the many looks you’ve once worn.
And in the end you may feel sorry,
or maybe not.
But who am I to say that?
God, I feel so lost.