Altar Ego

I scream until you like it
 I live until you die
 A prism of different mirrors
 Distil into blood-red nothing
 I scream until I die
 Polished, packaged and camouflaged
 Endless eloquence, rarely perceived
 You lay your
 Sheet of beliefs
 On me
 Making me
 Your own
 Your own all-seeming blindness
 Ignorant knowledge
 The empty paper calls me
 Write something deep, something painful
 Something you might want to live for; to see
 Someone you cannot be
 Live through me, live through mine
 Make me do the things you never could
 Create a world, put me in it
 You'll never see -- it's you that I mould
 Bleed me, feed me
 With your mortal words
 Fill me; kill me, with a pride that wasn't mine
 Thrill me; opinions that choke
 Vitalise the real me