Afraid to turn
But I did and met no maker at all
Only instead, reflections of a rippled self
I may at last see myself as good
In a neutral pond unbiased and real
Depicting only what is true
A distortion my hand has forced
I have created the wake
I may at last see myself as good
Paint a false scenario
My life has been a breach of contract and faith
I kid myself
Moving through self degradation
I turn to you for appreciation
So help me to help myself
So help me to love myself