Looking into the Mirror

Realising that some of my previous years' posts sounded really childish. Ah, so I once was in that period where I wanted everything to revolve around me.A period where I wanted to be in the limelight. A period where it's me against the world. Thinking that nobody understands and gives a shit. Thinking that there was no point being here.A period where anger was my only venting point.
Now, seeing that in another person, which scarily reminds me that I used to be like that. It's like looking into the mirror. It's disturbing. All the anger, hate and sadness.
Is that why I can't seem to get along with that person?

Ah, it must be because...... I didn't really like myself very much back then. *smirks*

Vines of Lies

Your lies are like thorns coated with sweet fluffy marshmallows,
Dripping with sweet chocolate masking the bitter poison.
They twist and twirl like the climbing vines,
How much longer will you wrap me in your thorn?
Slowly bleeding the tears out of me.
Yet,
I'd still chose to be deluded in this illusion of mine.