My life reads like the Classifieds.
The Author
The search has begun. This is page one. Met meet your maker, I give you The Author. He may seem familiar because he looks like your mirror. You've lied like a lawyer, but don't deny it when you're face to face with demons dancing off of mirror images reflecting all that you wanted. So far from perfect. Onward we will strive. Take it for what it's worth, this truth that you've realized. You're not who you thought you were, it's time to see the other side of what you have become. Nothing but Single serving, selfish chapters of sacraficial moral standards. You're no stranger to apathy in bold situations. Take your time to make it happen. Bring your mirror, and spare your excuse as a self-serving actor who's so close to perfect. It's all the same, no face or complexion. You're not worth what you're spending. When you're screaming "Danger, Danger!", don't stop, go on alone. Desperate endeavor, you've got to take it or leave it, if you will. It's not so convincing that you're the only one here who can be like me.