• i think how i look and all i see is an ugly-man,
    i look at my hand clinched with hate,
    when i touch my cheek all i feel is nothing but tears,
    i look in the mirror and i see eyes filled with sorrow,
    a face frozen by fear,
    i tried to run but i am in a world of mirrors,
    everyone i break one,
    the fear,hate,sorrow grow,
    i try to run but then all i see is you...
    when i fall from running,
    i fall asleep,
    and all i see is the man i hate,
    the man who caused you pain,
    when i hit him i saw him bleed,
    i felt the pain,
    the man i hate,
    that man was me...