Stranger in the Mirror - Blinded By Faith

I grew up amid the cries

In a house with a rusted tin roof

I have no story to tell, just a name

A quickly forgotten name

From my childhood

There is not much to say

Except that I feel happy today

To have lost most of it

My past seems hazy

Bad dreams I can’t relate to reality

I seek the meaning of it all

To overcome absurdity

I grew up among the insane

In a parallel dimension

Where madness doesn’t exist

It took me many years to understand

I grew up with other children

In a playground where I played little

A prison I would gladly dynamited

A school where I learned disgust

I grew up day after day taming fear

A fear gripped to the belly

Shaking the nerves like a rabid dog

The fear of not being loved

The fear of being lost inside a maze

The fear that the world collapses tomorrow

The fear of being left alone forever

With this stranger

I see every morning in the mirror

I grew up in the tumultuous nights

Which sometimes ended

When two drunkards engaged in a fight

I saw all kinds of excesses

I saw people destroy themselves

Because they were happy to be alive

I saw people crawling for a line of coke

And never stand up again

I saw men fuck it all up in one evening

I saw young age too quickly

Because they have seen too much

I grew up within my room

Four walls without windows

With a black and white TV

I watched horror movies

And had no serious project

Apart from becoming a serial killer

Or the next Messiah

But I wanted not so much

And at night, under the covers

In the dark, sheltered world

I imagined that I was not me

I wanted to be anybody

Except me