Mirage

The door I was meant to open
Had a mirror smack in front of it
The man staring back from the mirror
Couldn’t show nothing but a smile
The man staring at the mirror
Couldn’t see the scars on his back
One will forever be my biggest supporter
The other is surprisingly my biggest hater
Funny how I can’t tell them apart
I guess I’m a magnet in my own way
I thought I’d find my opposite pole
But the irony was the iron in me

KJšŸ‡°šŸ‡ŖšŸ“–āœšŸ¾

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