Mirror
Where do we go from here?
I’ve been
Spinning on this blue marble
For 30 years
And it’s odd
Making the same mistakes, I’ve learned nothing from different places
Brushing the same teeth in your image while different faces look back
I’ll get
the swing
Of things
Even if
I swing forever
Mother
Where do we go from here?
We’ve been
Spinning on this blue marble
For 30 years
And it’s done
Both of us little good
We’ve been killing ourselves
To be friend we could never find
Sharpen the blade of the heart on a darkness of mind,
bring desire out of the light
We’ll get
The swing
Of things
Even while
We’re swinging for others
JakeisDead 