In the mirror, what do I see?
Fragments of a life that used to be,
Crumbling on the edge of despair,
Blood stains the truth, but do we even care?
Scream at the silence, let it out loud,
Drowning in shadows, suffocated by the crowd,
The razor’s sharp whispers cut through the night,
Revealing the demons hidden from sight.
We stand at the brink, caught in the fight,
Pushing and pulling, wrong feels so right,
With every heartbeat, the tension grows tight,
Will we shatter or soar, will we take flight?
Scream at the injustice, break down the walls,
Rise from the ashes as the cold darkness falls,
The truth won’t be silenced, it echoes in pain,
We’re wearing these scars like a badge of disdain.
So raise up your fists, let the chaos unfold,
A tapestry woven with stories untold,
This anthem of anger, of life on the edge,
In the throes of the battle, we’ll never allege.
With every cracked mirror, we find our resolve,
Embrace all the chaos and let’s evolve,
Beneath all the shattered, we’ll find what we seek,
In a world full of noise, listen close to the weak.
So scream out your truth, let them hear our song,
Together we’re restless, together we're strong,
In the face of the shattered, we’ll rise from the dust,
For the strength of the broken is rooted in trust.
It’s time to reclaim what was lost in the fight,
No more running in shadows, we’ll bask in the light,
Together we’ll stand, united and free,
In this world of the shattered, we are meant to be.
Punk
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