its kinda like asking someone
to sit next to a person he/she dislikes
while going a ride that he/she already detests.
henceforth
the comfort comes from nowhere.
...

don't try and pretend to say that you know me
or even try to analyse me in anyway
when you have never known me
or understood me.

and so you may call it snobbishness
or a front or facade
or whatever you call it.
but whatever it is,
it was never a clear reflection.
...

the night makes one incoherent
it also helps one to be less afraid of staring into the mirror.
...

i'm just waiting for that day to come.