I look in the mirror.

The person i want to be Isn’t looking back at me.

My mind is losing trace of who that even was actually

When everybody around me is just yapping and yapping

Sharing their perceptions of me

It’s me who i needed to believe in

But see. I cant get my words and thoughts to match up with my actions.

Confidence in myself is fleeting

I hold on to the negatives and ignore if theres even parts of me that do right

Im the Wicked soul that’s losing his fight with the light.