Imperfections

I don't remember my own name
I can’t remember my own face
All that I can see in its place is
Imperfections, and misdirections
Is this how I’ve always looked?
Someone tell me that I’m mistook

Tcefrep ton er'uoY

I have carved out my own way
I’m going to make it through this place
Where my matter takes its place is
Unimportant, fluid movement
I am no longer afraid of
My reflection’s imperfections

Tcefrep ton er'uoY
Tcefrep ton er'uoY