Вершы: Unbroken. D4.

Swallow my lies. as i obscure my emotions.
why must i contset myself.
always against myself. embody another likeness.
death of true spirit. reflection brings question.
search for another.
i'm sorry. if i can't feel. i'm sorry i'm not real.
pour myself into a mold of you.
grasped to fast. lost my reflection.
why must i contest myself.
always against myself.
imitation gets so far. but it kills from within.
i'm sorry if i can't feel. i'm sorry i'm not real.
every time i think i'm right. i come out wrong.
every time i think to myself. i'm against my self