• You gather yourself and reject yourself
    Never being up to par.
    But is anyone else?
    Is anyone else perfect in your twisted fantasy..
    A twisted fantasy that you call love.

    Not only do you reject yourself, you reject...
    Everyone
    Around you.

    The whisper of "I love you"
    took no pain, no suffering
    Yet, as you say it...

    I can see you dying.

    I can see you dying inside from the...

    REJECTION.

    But it is not I who does the rejecting. It is the man...
    The man in the mirror.

    He loves.
    He rejects.
    He dies.