Mirrored Discussions Part 1

When I take a look in the mirror, what did I see
A pissed off me staring back at me
Say he had enough, say he want to change
Say he looked at my life and wanted to rearrange
The people, the style, move the path in a different direction
Wanted to do things different and say it’s for my protection
Wanted to change the game, wanted to change the life
Tired of being passive, wanted to be active and fight
But the heart in me says that I can’t
So all I try to do is hold some restraint
Because I know that it is wrong to lash out in anger
But the conscience in me would put people in danger
But I came so close, almost, still that’s no cigar
How could my heart beat so close when my mind so far apart?