i'll wake up if i have to identify myself

my hollow self that is

that is the shell i have become

become this image of perfection

perfection, the kind that's shiny and hard

hard enough to wake up

wake up and see this beautiful mistake

beautiful mistake i later identify as myself

as myself i would rather not be

rather not be because id rather not claim this thing ive become

ive become obcessed with me

with me who doesnt deserve anything less

than an abrupt ending.