Reflection in Da Mirror

When you simply ain't focused
an' you feel like bits and pieces
you know it's kind of broken

A Wanderin' soul ain no perfect picture
ain't not something someone wants as a fixture

Perhaps sometimes it's all juz fiction
like a book being torn to pieces
At the end of the chapter
we are all just fuckin' fishes
growin' biggie and ending up as dishes.

It's time to wake up your freakin' idea
look at ya' own reflection in the mirror

P/S:Feeling lost rather recently, juz drowning myself in melodies, currently wishin' for some pittance of reality.