My reflection tells a story of how things have gone wrong

But my memories have told me all along

When I see what I want, I take what I want

But everyday there's so much to consume

But it's finally more than

It's more than I can abuse

Self medication is my own excuse

In desperation of this life I choose

Has the purpose of my life been wrong?

Am I really all these things I've done?

Once again I'm becoming a victim of me

This veil won't hide what I don't want you to see

My own betrayal

Although it all seems irrelevant to me

I should be able

To make myself see

All these things I can't make myself believe

A deep self loathing as the days pass by

Increased postponing that I can't deny

I've estranged my spirit from my body and soul

In anticipation of what awaits below

Has the purpose of my life been wrong?

Am I really all these things I've done?

Once again I'm becoming a victim of me

This veil won't hide what I don't want you to see

My own betrayal

Although it all seems irrelevant to me

I should be able

To make myself be

Who I want me to be

Who do I want to be?

There's not much left of me

My reflection tells a story of how things have gone wrong

But my memories have told me all along

When I see what I want, I take what I want

But everyday there's so much to consume

It's more than I can abuse

My own betrayal

Although it all seems irrelevant to me

I should be able

To make myself see

All these things I can't make myself believe