The Man In The Morror

I look at the man in the mirro,
is he me?
Do my eyes really see?
or are they just blind with sight,
what is my life,
all about,

Does destiny,
really exist,
or is it a myth to get us to believe,

I have a fantasy world,
that lives inside of my head,
where I can escape,
where my dreams can become real,

The man in the mirror,
why does he look like me,
do his eyes see,
what my eyes see,
does he feel,
what I feel,

My world is nothing,
but fire and demons,
they live inside of my head,
while I lay inside my bed,

they feed off of my anger,
they feed off my depression,
they exist inside of my mind,
inside of my soul,

I close my eyes,
my horror becomes real,
these demons become free,
they escape through me,

The man in the mirror,
what does he see,
why does he look like me,
does he want to be set free?

I want these voices to stop,
these walls to stop from closing in,
I want to set myself free,
from this insanity,

tell me what I need to do,
to set myself free,
these dragons, these demons,
that somehow live within me,

It's true,
that I might be able to see,
that this Jekyll,
he don't hide inside of me, 

The man in the mirror,
I can finally see,
that he's become me,
the demon he shares,
they are mine,
The Man In The Mirror,
he is me,