Me The Mirror

 Why do you? 
I don't care if you need the hearts of women. You want what is not yours. You saw a gold mine. 
No promises, he makes them. 
No responsibility, he pays them. 
You can say she chooses, you can say you are helping her be who she is. You can say she is crazy, typical women. 
Vowed to love him, to raise his kids. 
You don't want her heart, he has it. You don't want, you lust, you obsess. 
I will be the one, the one who knocks you out of your game. Throws you off your horse, changing the person you see in the mirror. 
Your horns will be visible and drive you mad. 
Me the mirror. Me the mirror, you will see. You will hear.
 No more masks. Me the mirror. 
 You won't see grace, you will see yourself and you will see who you were supposed to be. 
 Me the mirror. You will cry for your soul. You will beg yourself to change. Your actions, the ripples you make. The lives you destroyed. The children that cry. 
 You will plead for forgiveness from yourself. Me the mirror. 
 You forgot, you pretend, you suffer blindness and prefer to be deaf.
  I will be me, you will become you. You won't understand but all will become clear. Me the mirror.
 Always, you will as they all do and run from yourself. Me the mirror.