I Know You’re Checking Out Your Flaws

I know you’re checking out your flawsStanding at the mirror, counting imperfectionsNegative thoughts like these rather gnawSo I’m offering up thorough inspectionsIt’s best to take it slow around curvesHaste would be such an utter wasteWanting you to feel it in each of your nervesThis examination shall be conducted by touch & taste

Trying To Find The Proper Tense

Trying to find the proper tense& then his anger risesCan’t deal with these peopleMirrored statements of all he despisesSimple logic wasted around hereAn abyss filled with what they don’t knowShocking & devastatingly stupidThen you realize they’re all a show