Your life is spoiled.
Your heart is full of anger
To the whole world, to yourself.
You already can’t defend it.
You look at the people around you.
They seem to you like monsters.
You try to stay calm, but you can’t.
You can’t let go your bad moods.
You wake up every morning
With smoky drunk mind.
You look in the mirror,
But there’s someone, you can’t recognize.
But you understand that it is you.
You, who slowly kills yourself.
You, who don’t know what to do.
Who’s living like in Hell.
Someone In The Mirror
© Copyright: Юлия Суржикова, 2006
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