Hate in a Puddle

[Illogic] I hate when it rains, cause in puddles I encounter this guy Unable to give a rebuttal as rivers of pain flood his eyes Wonderin why he's a gift with no purpose A priceless one-of-a-kind piece that's worthless Grounded with no surface And when he shows one, it's a facade Cause inside he fights feelings that he was a mistake by God I see his confusion and self-deception Questions of relevance and intelligence He holds an illusion of self-acceptance That he shows to those outside lookin in He's outside lookin in to his own life; lookin for strength To carry on as a pawn in this chess game of existance In his mind he wants to go on to the dawn And leave the stress that came with existance Hopin in death he'll find life Cause as he lives, he roams the dark, tryin to find light He's made his heart so hard, he doesn't even cry anymore Cause he's confronted sorrow frequently His heart's been broken frequently It's like he's lost some part of him and just haven't found it yet So in his search, he's left with nothin but questions and regret All he wants to know is how one day, he's content And the next day he's cryin Cause his life isn't what he thought life meant He just wants to be happy, with his love and all But too often I get messages through telepathic calls He's askin me through a puddle what more must he endure to continue But for some reason he knows he most endure to continue [Hook] When I walk past puddles, my reflection calls beggin me To answer his questions about life and his perceptions And tell him why I hate him so much And you wonder why I hate him so much? Now when I walk past puddles, my reflection calls beggin me To answer his questions about life, and his perceptions And tell him why I hate him so much Damn, I wonder why I hate him so much [Illogic] Why did I hate him so much? I wondered, pondered on the question What in my mind caused me to despise my reflection? I didn't know I just knew when I saw him, how I felt And hated the fact that he had to play with the cards that he was dealt He's come in contact with some ill things that can't be explained Life's extracted his energy to where the pain can't be contained So to me he comes, sheddin tears like skin Intimate with some, only the ones he calls friends If he even exists, he only exists in pain It's like his life is a myth And he's been blessed with the gift of shame, I mean From birth to love he's been betrayed He's an unknown in how to cope with that pain and dissapointment He's come to know as he's grown He feels he stands alone in this world of puddle images And he awaits the time for when, time finishes He tries to elevate thought, but he's still chillin in the basement Awaitin a rebirth of his soul as it fears it's spiritual placement [Hook] [Illogic] God I pray you can give me a purpose or help me find it Cause on this narrow path of self-damnation, I can't find it Is it somethin I need to know, some way I need to grow To get out of this rut, God give me some self-trust Love is somethin I'm lookin for but I've found it, or have I? I wanna live but can I, or do I have to die to? I try to, have life but my life seems kinda worthless As I'm starin at this puddle God I pray that you can give me a purpose or help me find it Cause on this narrow path of self-damnation, I can't find it Is it somethin I need to know, some way I need to grow To get out of this rut, God please give me some self-trust Love is somethin I'm lookin for - thought I found it, or have I? I wanna live but can I, or do I have to die to? I try to, have life but my life seems kinda worthless As I'm starin in this puddle [Hook] {*music changes*} [Illogic] I sit alone in dismal silence Peering into the eyes of my reflection Wondering if his thoughts are adjacent to my own What visions of eerie savagery Are passing if purity lurks in the mind of he who I mirror? Lookin at him I am disgusted He lacks beauty in all external areas And internally he seems so confused Perplexed with this conundrum of life He proceeds to function or cope, lookin at it realistically Esteem he lacks, in all areas of existance Reason unknown What is the cause of the lack of this self-acceptance? I mean it seems like he needs constant assurance Some type of ritual proof that he's even worth the oxygen he breathes A light that shines upon him Is his living in vain? Does he have a purpose? Answer - eternally unknown