Sometimes reflections are the ugliest things It's a shame

Yo

Sometimes I hate the face I see looking back at me

Reminds me of times I want to forget but can't seem to be

Able to release the horrors of the shit that happened to me

Everyday I wake up followed by another tragedy

PTSD burned holes in my brain

You created a monster then you gave it a name

Then you turned your fucking back and fucking hopped on a train

Left me with this hated life that I would have to maintain

So I backpack some beers to throw back with tears

And smash glass mirrors and let blood splash near

So i don't see the cache of past last forever here

My reflection is trash and my thoughts are never clear like Everclear

One slash with this glass have me buried in brass

Deep in the grass and you can have my jeep n cash

It may sound crass but I will never have a blast

My head is like two trucks hitting each other a brutal crash

I just need to get out and do something about the silence

Isolation's the only way that I don't resort to violence

Auditory hallucinations making me hear sirens

I just want it to stop like a dead watch a broken Timex

But I don't think it ever will and that's the sad truth

So I find myself mad spitting about dad in a booth

If I ever saw him again I'd bust his mother fucking tooth

For the evil shit he did to me and my mother during my youth

It's too much and it never stops

Like solar clocks bonds and stocks

This is my reflection telling you to kick rocks

No headlocks this time I'm thinking outside the box

It's my time to shine and you will never get a dime pops

Cause you were never there for me

And when you were you never cared

You would just fucking yell at me

And call me nothing but swears

I actually used to say prayers

That you would lie down and die

That the Lord would take you from me

And you'd fly into the sky

I could never help but cry

When my friends and I would swap stories

You were never in mine cause they would always ignore me

Or I would have to lie and say that you were fucking dead or boring

And that was the first time that you'd pop into my head I'm sorry

You fucked up my reflection and made me dark and broken

And now I'm hoping for a spark to get me going and token

Before I'm die inside and my wind stops blowing

I let my flow start flowing my flows the glow that's glowing

So this is it dad the end of my fucking reflection

The direction I'm going is showing you no affection

You never gave me no attention

Your rejection of me is like a shitty art collection

It burned me like a urinary tract infection

Leaving me wide open like a cesarean section

30 years old still fucking stressing and full of aggression

But I guess I learned a lesson and was given a blessing with lyrics

Maybe someone out there suffering just like me will hear it