Mirror Walls

Everyone, and everyone Who plays with the fire Anyone whos anyone Can see its the last of desires Now go runnaway Don't look at me please Now go run and play But your scars will become your burdons You lie to me You force acts of sin upon yourself You ask me, why can't I be more like you You'll never be me, your hardly someone else These words written here These lines of analogy, metaphore, sophisticated words I shall learn these rules And shall be glorified, and Known as the teen with words unheard You ask me, why can't I be more like you You constantly follow what you chase You ask me, why can't I do what you do You honestly think you can just pop into this place You've got it all wrong As I ask you, why can't I be more like you You look at me with a smiling face and with gentle words You already are, You are who you most fear and you fear your truth These walls, They're all made of mirrors This place I'm in feeling as big as a palace With the mirrored effect of a never ending reflection, onward into paradox I look up upon the sky And blink down towards the floor I find myself outside the box Outside the box of mirrors