Him.

There's a boy in the mirror with doe for eyes

A smile so bright it forms the skies

He looks at me cheerfully and what a surprise:-

It's me when I show my true nature outside

He's successful in missions, a mentor to many

Head full of dreams; I barely have any

With millions of friends; his love is a-plenty

But I can't help but I feel like he's not ready

For the world outside, which is anything but safe

He's safer inside me, where no one can take

His dreams and his hopes away from his brain

And put him on a path that will lead him astray

No, he's better forgotten, laid in the ground

Next to my self-hatred and the thoughts all around

Deep in my heart; away from the sounds

Of the angry people;

They've come for another round.