issues with myself

Dont get me wrong I am black proud and strong but sadly my heart has lost its song its turned awful like a lousy gong the mirror no longer smiles back at me Chains of perception wont set me free Strange! its my own vision that wont let me be I have issues with myself-thats so bad imagine the shelves in the closet in my head Skeletons with flesh the grave is still fresh A struggle with an internal clash I have issues with myself