You told me to just look at the mirror to see who I truly am.
But all I really saw, was who I want to be.
If the stars can hold the moon at the most beautiful angle ever,
then maybe carrying that very weight just turned it around, 360 degrees.
And if truth be told the lies cannot be hidden, then the burden weakens the already barren land.
I don't glisten like any of those stars and the dull moon.
But that day, I discovered the deceiving mirrors, and the secrets hidden within.