Cryptic Sections

I might have changed the sign

That's why I roll against the right

I have carved deeply inside of my cryptic sections.

Even when I try despite

Of being an absolute destructive

Upon the surface of my major disconnection.

But I can't just get to know whether I'm supposed to go

Cause I'm fighting with my own reflection

And I can't switch sides to show

Because all around, I've been screaming at my own reflection.

I'm getting weakened by the gains

Which I used to rest in veins

And forget about the void in between I'm lagging.

But I can't just let them know that I'm all alone

And I'm fighting with my own reflection

All that I want is to show

That it's going all wrong, I've been hypnotized by my own reflection.

The view of me is so bright

That you can pick out all the bites

I lend up from my so-called overused deception.

Limits are not for mine

I have a shoulder for someone else to cry

Because I know what it is like to be a lesson.

But I don't wanna be this anymore, to hold you in my arms

Cause I'm sick of my black reflection

And what else you want me to do

Because I'm around, I'm working for my own reflection.

What it is that I can be to regain the old retard body

I've been holding myself onto but I won't be now or then

And what I can conclude in front of these barely scars of disbelief

That I leave all of you and 

Entomb my own skull underneath to descend.