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Your eyes reflect 
a glaze of emptiness 
complimenting your face 
with its stoic ideology 
those permanent headphones 
glued to your ears 
help to seal out the world's pollution, 
and gives you insight 
into the troubles of others 
you wander aimlessly 
loathing your invisibility 
yet basking in your nothingness, 
that scream for help 
shall never be heard 
then you go home 
your lair of private regrets 
hiding in your non-existence, 
but when you look deeply 
in the bathroom mirror 
I see you