Every single look, shows that monster.
Every single look, shows that unbeliever.
The mirror returns my image, it keeps my secrets, it help the monster he sees in me.
Now am steering back at a broken mirror, the result of my bad temper.
It only shows what it sees on the surface, now that as changed, it can see right through me.
Every night before i go to sleep, i look at my shattered image, and see those bright red eyes steering right back at me.