Your Enemy, Your Mind

Spending days chasing the ideal image of human perfection
Murderers in control cultivating pieces of this personality
In the pursuit of flawlessness the truth is now under you
This is a bland perception of thy consciousness

Bruising up the reflection
Days pass, and nights drag on
Thoughts clawing at your mind to end this life
And rid the world of the flawed

A slick raise of the knife pieces the ultimate direction of another life into its hands
Embrace any nuisance value that shows you your past
How would you know that it is not a trance?
My mind is yearning for more
You hold a labyrinth