Lookin' in the mirror and who do I see

A zombie's face staring back at me

He's someone who is hard to fight

Hard to like and I can't stand his sight

I don't like the deadness in his eyes

The hate that never dies

The void in his soul

I don't like the way he's lost control

I loathe his corpse and its design

No soul, rotting frame and a lack of spine

Dragging droopy flesh, can't help but stare

Cracked, peeling skin, too far gone to care

I don't like his face, I don't like his hair

An expired corpse who is beyond repair

Dead inside and worse on the out

He makes me writhe, he makes me shout

It's true, I am the zombie, I hate the way I look and feel

Without these thoughts, the emptiness is all too real

Over the years, I've come to hate who I've become

So now I resort to roaming the rest of life numb

I don't like the deadness worn like grief

The hate he hides beneath

The void in his day-to-day

I don't like the way he fades away

I loathe his corpse and its design

No soul, rotting frame and a lack of spine

Dragging droopy flesh, can't help but stare

Cracked, peeling skin, too far gone to care

I don't like his face, I don't like his hair

An expired corpse who is beyond repair

Dead inside and worse on the out

He makes me writhe, he makes me shout

I gotta escape him and break free

Can't let that corpse keep haunting me

The wounds inside and out have cut so deep

Allowed my confidence to rot underneath

This kind of healing takes time, even years

A drive that calls for shifting several gears

I took the antidote that I desperately need

Finally becoming who I'm meant to be

These scars you've earned are proof you're free

Immune to that corpse that you used to be

Once reclaimed you'll know it's true

Standing strong is the best version of you

The rot that once tore you apart

Has been replaced with a love that heals your heart

I love his body even flawed, it's divine

I love how he moves through space and time

Each part of him is mine and is rare

Alive and awake, no longer scared

I love his face, I love his hair

Nothing left that he needs to repair

I love him deeply inside and out

He makes me writhe, he makes me shout