I stare through my haze of pain,
The mirror stares back and I laugh,
I laugh at this writhing howling thing inside of me,
Because I created it,
Welcomed it

I hate it yet I will never be rid of it,
I tell myself it is an abomination,
A monster that has always been,
I lie even to myself

The mirror stares back and I see myself,
My faults,
My ugliness lies there for everyone to see,
Everyone except me

Yet in the mirror I see more,
Millions of faces and bodies next to my own,
And again the creature returns

The black monster inside of me howls in satisfaction,
This horrid thing that stands between me and my soul,
This horrid thing I can never be rid of,
This horrid thing that is me,

And the mirror stares back

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