Broken Mirror

cinematic rap, confessional rap, alternative hip hop

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[Intro – Whispered]  
The mirror don’t lie… but it don’t tell truth either.  
Just shows the cracks.  
And every time I look?  
I wonder if the monster staring back… is me.

[Verse 1]  
Yeah—every day I wake up in the glass, I see a stranger.  
Lines on my face like a map of the anger.  
Shards in my chest like I swallowed the danger,  
voices in the dark keep calling me traitor.  
Prison in my head, it’s a cell with no key,  
crowd in the corner still pointing at me.  
“Monster! Broken!”—they shout what they see,  
but what if the monster’s the person I be?

Tried to run, but the cracks keep following,  
truth in the glass got a habit of swallowing.  
People around keep fueling the flame,  
I wear the mask, but it ain’t my name.  
Smile on my face? That’s painted on,  
scar tissue grins while the pain lives on.  
Forced into shape by the hands of lies,  
reflection twisted, my soul disguised.

[Pre-Chorus]  
Tell me straight—am I the sin they swore?  
Mask won’t break, is it skin at the core?

[Chorus]  
Broken mirror—say my name!  
(Is it me, or is it pain?)  
Cracks in the glass look just like proof,  
every scar I wear just stitches your truth.  
If the monster fits, then I wear the face,  
call it fate, call it a cage.  
Tell me, mirror—if I’m right,  
do I belong inside this night?

[Verse 2]  
Every step I take, there’s a whisper behind me.  
Echoes spread lies before people can find me.  
Hayley lit flames just to see me condemned,  
family believed, called it justice, “the end.”  
Cousin cried wolf and the pack all came,  
alpha in title but hollow in frame.  
Barked loud lies till the valley shook,  
crowds read the script like it’s gospel book.

Doors all closed when I passed their town,  
every glance was enough to drown.  
No chance to explain, no ear to lend,  
their eyes said “guilty”—no need to pretend.  
So I walk with a label burned in my chest,  
reflection whispers, “You deserve no rest.”  
If all that I see is the hate they spread,  
maybe the monster’s the life I’ve led.

[Pre-Chorus]  
Tell me straight—am I the wound you feel?  
Scar stays sharp, but the cut won’t heal.

[Verse 3]  
Psychosis creeps in the midnight hour,  
voices overlap with a ghostly power.  
One says “fight,” one says “fall,”  
another just laughs till I lose it all.  
Hands on the glass, but it feels like skin,  
the face in the shards pulls me back within.  
“Guilty, broken”—the words grow teeth,  
every syllable drags my sanity beneath.

People I trusted—they vanished quick,  
best friends left when the blame got thick.  
I carried the chains they refused to hold,  
watched my story get twisted, sold.  
Nan was the light, refused to fold,  
five brothers beside me, strong and bold.  
But the cracks in the glass still cut me deep,  
truth is awake, but the lies don’t sleep.

[Bridge – Dual voices overlap]  
(Me) I remember light, I remember hands.  
(Reflection) You remember lies, you wear their brands.  
(Me) I am not the thing they frame.  
(Reflection) You are the picture, I’m just the pane.  
(Me) If I break you, I break their hold.  
(Reflection) Hold the shards, see what they mold.

[Bridge B – Chant flow]  
If I’m the cage—I own the key.  
If I’m the wound—I choose to bleed.  
If I’m the mask—I set the scene.  
If I’m the night—I learn to see.

[Chorus – Explosive]  
Broken mirror—say my name!  
(Is it me, or is it pain?)  
Cracks in the glass look just like proof,  
every scar I wear just stitches your truth.  
If the monster fits, then I wear the face,  
call it fate, call it a cage.  
Tell me, mirror—if I’m right,  
do I belong inside this night?

[Outro – Whispered]  
If I belong here… it’s because I choose.  
Write the rules… not wear your noose.  
If the glass still calls me “wrong”—  
I’ll name the cracks,  
and make them song.

(Glass shatters… silence.)

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[Intro – Whispered] The mirror don’t lie… but it don’t tell truth either. Just shows the cracks. And every time I look? I wonder if the monster staring back… is me. [Verse 1] Yeah—every day I wake up in the glass, I see a stranger. Lines on my face like a map of the anger. Shards in my chest like I swallowed the danger, voices in the dark keep calling me traitor. Prison in my head, it’s a cell with no key, crowd in the corner still pointing at me. “Monster! Broken!”—they shout what they see, but what if the monster’s the person I be? Tried to run, but the cracks keep following, truth in the glass got a habit of swallowing. People around keep fueling the flame, I wear the mask, but it ain’t my name. Smile on my face? That’s painted on, scar tissue grins while the pain lives on. Forced into shape by the hands of lies, reflection twisted, my soul disguised. [Pre-Chorus] Tell me straight—am I the sin they swore? Mask won’t break, is it skin at the core? [Chorus] Broken mirror—say my name! (Is it me, or is it pain?) Cracks in the glass look just like proof, every scar I wear just stitches your truth. If the monster fits, then I wear the face, call it fate, call it a cage. Tell me, mirror—if I’m right, do I belong inside this night? [Verse 2] Every step I take, there’s a whisper behind me. Echoes spread lies before people can find me. Hayley lit flames just to see me condemned, family believed, called it justice, “the end.” Cousin cried wolf and the pack all came, alpha in title but hollow in frame. Barked loud lies till the valley shook, crowds read the script like it’s gospel book. Doors all closed when I passed their town, every glance was enough to drown. No chance to explain, no ear to lend, their eyes said “guilty”—no need to pretend. So I walk with a label burned in my chest, reflection whispers, “You deserve no rest.” If all that I see is the hate they spread, maybe the monster’s the life I’ve led. [Pre-Chorus] Tell me straight—am I the wound you feel? Scar stays sharp, but the cut won’t heal. [Chorus] Broken mirror—say my name! (Is it me, or is it pain?) Cracks in the glass look just like proof, every scar I wear just stitches your truth. If the monster fits, then I wear the face, call it fate, call it a cage. Tell me, mirror—if I’m right, do I belong inside this night? [Verse 3] Psychosis creeps in the midnight hour, voices overlap with a ghostly power. One says “fight,” one says “fall,” another just laughs till I lose it all. Hands on the glass, but it feels like skin, the face in the shards pulls me back within. “Guilty, broken”—the words grow teeth, every syllable drags my sanity beneath. People I trusted—they vanished quick, best friends left when the blame got thick. I carried the chains they refused to hold, watched my story get twisted, sold. Nan was the light, refused to fold, five brothers beside me, strong and bold. But the cracks in the glass still cut me deep, truth is awake, but the lies don’t sleep. [Bridge – Dual voices overlap] (Me) I remember light, I remember hands. (Reflection) You remember lies, you wear their brands. (Me) I am not the thing they frame. (Reflection) You are the picture, I’m just the pane. (Me) If I break you, I break their hold. (Reflection) Hold the shards, see what they mold. [Bridge B – Chant flow] If I’m the cage—I own the key. If I’m the wound—I choose to bleed. If I’m the mask—I set the scene. If I’m the night—I learn to see. [Chorus – Explosive] Broken mirror—say my name! (Is it me, or is it pain?) Cracks in the glass look just like proof, every scar I wear just stitches your truth. If the monster fits, then I wear the face, call it fate, call it a cage. Tell me, mirror—if I’m right, do I belong inside this night? [Outro – Whispered] If I belong here… it’s because I choose. Write the rules… not wear your noose. If the glass still calls me “wrong”— I’ll name the cracks, and make them song. (Glass shatters… silence.)

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