There He Is!
Written by Pique
Every step I take; every move I make
someone seems to be following the leader
a guy with no face, behind me by a meter
and he seems to be right inside my head.
People appear to gaze at me,
with worry written on their facial expression.
It's okay, I know exactly what I'll do
I'm going to catch this guy off guard
which is hard, because in the dark
the stranger disappears into thin air.
I called someone ugly today,
they told me to go and buy a mirror.
This person must have been a born genius
because after I finally got the mirror to stand
my stalker appeared with a hammer in his hand
our eyes met and with one swift move.. *SHATTER*
Nine out of ten doctors have called me insane
it's sad that only one doctor can see the REAL me.
With the mirror destroyed, I clean up the mess
I walk to the window for some needed fresh air
and there he stands, taunting with a cold stare
deciding to end it; I run and tackle the intruder.
Falling down the multiple stories of my apartment
flashbacks begin to fly by my feebleminded eyes.
My father told me once about a reflection
mother said that it would show me a man
grandpa told me it was one of God's plans
to trick people; though it'd only be myself.
I guess that one doctor must've been crazy
oh wait! I should've paid more attention..
that was also me.