Headless (rotersand's downsized rework)

let myself down again
unintended words
took nothing from the past
rewind and repeat
backed into a corner
clutching the blade
soon it's all too late
remove myself

insane, I'm torn apart
sane, I'm torn apart

one by one they shun me
my faults exposed
know I can turn it round
they distrust
too much pain already
administered by me
again I blame the ghost
I keep inside

that's me in the mirror
that's me on the floor
why do I differ so
I search myself
now a cold wind blows
in this dark room
will I ever leave here
close my eyes