

Look at me… (shhh)
Do you recognize the face?
I used to pray for salvation.
Now I pray
for the strength
to stop pretending.
I used to blame the world for every scar,
Point every finger at the hands that left their mark.
I swore I’d never become what they made me,
But somewhere along the way… I stopped caring.
Every wound became a weapon,
Every memory became a blade.
I built a kingdom out of anger
And crowned myself the thing I hate.
I can feel it underneath my skin,
Something I can’t hold back.
Every time I try to bury it,
It claws its fucking way back.
Look at the devil I became,
I wear your sins like a second skin.
You taught me how to hate the world,
Now I don’t know where I begin.
I tried to kill the monster,
But I watched it take my face.
Now every mirror shows me The devil I became.
I don’t remember when I stopped feeling,
When the tears became a distant memory.
I learned to hurt before being hurt,
Turned every goodbye into another curse.
You wanted someone you could break,
Something you could throw away.
Now you’re staring at the consequence
Of everything you made.
I can feel it underneath my skin,
Hear it screaming in my head.
Every piece you tried to bury
Is alive again.
Look at the devil I became,
I wear your sins like a second skin.
You taught me how to hate the world,
Now I don’t know where I begin.
I tried to kill the monster,
But I watched it take my face.
Now every mirror shows me…
The devil I became.
Maybe you were right.
Maybe I was broken.
Maybe there was never
anything worth saving.
But if I’m the monster…
Who made me this way?
I remember every word.
I remember every scar.
I remember every time you told me who you thought I was.
And I believed you.
I believed you.
I BELIEVED YOU! SO LOOK AT ME!
LOOK WHAT YOU MADE!
I AM THE SHADOW— YOU COULDN’T ERASE!
I AM THE FIRE— YOU COULDN’T CONTAIN!
I AM THE MONSTER— YOU CALLED BY NAME!
LOOK AT THE DEVIL I BECAME!
I WEAR YOUR SINS LIKE A SECOND SKIN!
YOU TAUGHT ME HOW TO HATE THE WORLD!
NOW I DON’T KNOW WHERE I BEGIN!
I TRIED TO KILL THE MONSTER— BUT I WATCHED IT TAKE MY
FACE! NOW EVERY MIRROR SHOWS ME… THE DEVIL I BECAME!
Maybe I’m not the devil… Maybe I’m
just what’s left
when an angel runs out of reasons to forgive.