Looking through the mirror,
Wanting a hero.
Someone to rescue me,
And make it so I can see.
I have a mask over my face,
In no where else but this place.
Is it because of all the years?
Why I am sad only here?
Well I'm sick of all of this shit,
I'm done causing fits.
I want a home I know and love.
I want a hero from up above.
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I feel like its all over the place... its going from wanting a hero to asking questions to being mad to wanting a hero.
Does anyone else think this?
