True lies

I'm tired to look at the mirror and see what I am,
reflection is something that everyone hates,
when you are,
your worst enemy.

I had enough walking this path,
trues and lies,
came here to dance,
fear and valor in my head,
make a fruit salad to pass the winter.

you have to make your choices
I had to do mines
how to live your life?
when you feel,
dirt in your conscience.

maybe I care,
maybe I couldn't solve it,
maybe I don't want it,
and I'm paying the price,
for being myself.....