to be you

You know the boy who hides from eyes

Very well, because you know you have been

The boy who hides from eyes

Because you cannot stand what reflects in them

That twin of yourself who hides in the pupil

More beautiful than you

You could not possibly live up to him

You are old

But he is young and bright

And your mother’s favourite

Your father’s right hand man

And you stand beside

With the left side of your right hand grazed

From where you slammed it into a wall

Or a person, flesh on flesh

Your twin despises you, you think

Because he is perception, reality skewed

And you have bags under your eyes

While his are concealed

And your teeth haven’t been brushed

And your bed is covered

In coffee mugs that spill coffee dregs 

And scraps of paper that you believed could be beautiful in the midnight 

Your twin is you, and you hate him for it

And you love him, and wish you could’ve been him

And that he could’ve been you

So that he might feel the burning, ugly, detestable thing in your chest.

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[merlino]

SO VIVID, AND HEARTTOUCHING LOVE THIS :)