Contemplation

Im finally looking in the mirror at my own reflection

That's the only time that I can ever get attention

Or is it me just getting closer to my own ascension

Or is it self criticism I forgot to mention

From all the darker things I did as a teenager

Almost selling pills the image on my screensaver

Because selling drugs to me it made the dream greater

It was a silent cry for help I learned to scream later

So the ego it's just used as my armor

A mechanism that was shielding off all the karma