hunted
Hunted Reflections: Embracing Imperfections and Confronting Inner Demons
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I saw you standing there you perfect imperfection
I observed you standing there, acknowledging your perfect imperfections.
I looked in the mirror and the mirror cracked
Upon self-reflection in the mirror, I noticed it cracked, perhaps symbolizing inner turmoil.
And mirrors don’t lie about the scope of your reflection
Mirrors, being truthful, reveal the true extent of your self-image.
Who are you? Was the question widespread?
Reflecting on identity, a widespread question arises: Who are you?
I revel in darkness counting seconds on the clock
Embracing darkness, counting time, and presenting a complex facade.
And put on quite a show a veil of puzzles
Creating a mysterious performance, akin to a veil of puzzles.
Where have you been? Where have you gone for a walk?
Questioning your whereabouts and actions, wondering if you've taken a journey.
I cried to dream away the troubles
Expressing emotional distress, seeking solace through dreams to escape troubles.
Confined by my worst enemy
Feeling confined by one's own worst enemy, possibly inner struggles or personal challenges.
I threw away the liberator key
Discarding the key to liberation, relinquishing a potential escape from constraints.
Tell me do you see where this is going?
Inquiring about the foresight of the current situation, seeking understanding.
Hunted by the hunter and the hunter was no one else but me
Being pursued by oneself, symbolizing internal conflicts and challenges.
They say the world’s gonna end in a month from today
Discussing a belief that the world will end soon, adding a sense of urgency.
You’ll vanish like ghosts so shy
Anticipating disappearance, likening it to shy ghosts.
You’re lovely and twisted all of the way
Describing someone as both lovely and twisted in their nature.
I turn and run my tears fall dry
Turning away and running, shedding tears in a dry, emotionless state.
And everyone we touch is changed in some way
Noting the transformative impact one has on others, though unpredictable.
But the changes are never what we anticipate
Reflecting on the unexpected nature of changes brought about by connections.
Buried alive by all of their goodbyes
Feeling buried alive by the multitude of goodbyes from others.
Who’s left to die? Who’s left to cry?
Pondering who is left to face death and sorrow.
Confined by my worst enemy
Experiencing confinement imposed by one's own worst enemy, repeating the theme.
I threw away the liberator key
Reiterating the abandonment of a key that could bring liberation.
Tell me do you see where this is going?
Asking for insight into the direction of current circumstances.
Hunted by the hunter and the hunter was no one else but me
Continuing the metaphor of being pursued by oneself, emphasizing self-inflicted challenges.
Window shopping in my childhood’s mirror
Engaging in nostalgic reflection, symbolized by window shopping in a childhood mirror.
Longing craving what I used to be
Longing for what was once, craving the past self.
Grip those times as the end looms nearer
Grasping onto past moments as the end approaches.
One last time I run again towards me
Embarking on one last run towards oneself, possibly signifying acceptance or resolution.
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