Every time I stare into the mirror I see nothing
I see my blank face and empty stare
I see my bloodstained hands
and I see the boy who has lost his way
When I look back
I see death and lies
lost honor and broken promises
lost beloveds and abandoned dreams
When I look forward I see
empty oaths and loving lies
abandoned friends and forgotten enemies
the lost threads of hope
I look at myself again
I see friends who wont care enough
to let me take out the trash
And find my own way
This is one of my early works, please tell me how you think i wrote early on.