"xójira (Soh-Hee-Rah)" is one of the many compelling alter-egos of Diego Ca… Read Full Bio ↴"xójira (Soh-Hee-Rah)" is one of the many compelling alter-egos of Diego Cabrera. xójira is the raw mind of Diego, every disturbing, intrusive, and invasive thought, captured in a poetic frequency to give resonance and comfort to the listener.

Each track is tuned with solfeggio frequencies such as 528hz, etc. To give the listener physical meditative healing as well as emotional healing, through vulnerable lyrics and impactful wordplay. xójira's genre travels through many such as, slowcore, post-punk, alternative indie rock, shoegaze, gloom-core, etc.

Diego Cabrera is a multi-racial person from the not-so-great parts of northern Los Angeles in the heart of San Fernando.
They struggle with mental health, disorders like bipolar, depression, anxiety, PTSD schizophrenia, etc. They hope to share light on mental health and help people get the help they need. As well as being a person of color and low income, xójira hopes to create services allowing people of any income to reserve mental health services as a right.
They currently reside in Dallas, TX.

Reflections
xójira Lyrics

Jump to: Overall Meaning ↴ Line by Line Meaning ↴

I should have kept myself a secret
Would it have saved me from your lies
The ocean moves
As you consume me
Every time
My thoughts want to kill me
My mind can't seem to love me
Staring forward hating what I see

The glass breaks from the silence of my screams
I'm looking at my reflection
Why can't I be my only friend
I'm looking at my reflection
Why can't I be my only friend
Bathe in a pool of regret
Love is a piercing
My skin rejects
These wounds deepen
As the blade creeps in
Your blood reminded me
Comfort when I'm hurt
The ocean moves
As you consume me
Every time
My thoughts want to kill me
My mind can't seem to love me
Staring forward hating what I see
The glass breaks from the silence of my screams
I'm looking at my reflection
Why can't I be my only friend

I'm looking at my reflection
Why can't I be my only friend

Overall Meaning

In "Reflections" by xójira, the lyrics explore themes of self-reflection, inner turmoil, and the struggle to find self-acceptance. The opening lines, "I should have kept myself a secret / Would it have saved me from your lies," suggest a sense of regret and longing for a different outcome. The persona wonders if keeping their true self hidden would have spared them from the pain of deception.

Throughout the song, the metaphor of the ocean serves as a powerful symbol for the overwhelming emotions and turbulent thoughts that consume the persona. They feel trapped in a cycle of self-destructive thoughts, expressed in the lines, "My thoughts want to kill me / My mind can't seem to love me." The recurring image of the broken glass and the silence of their screams highlights the internal struggle and frustration with their own reflection. The persona desires to be their own friend, to find self-acceptance and love within themselves, but it seems to be an ongoing battle.

The lyrics also touch upon the idea of regret and the wounds caused by love. The lines, "Bathe in a pool of regret / Love is a piercing / My skin rejects / These wounds deepen," convey a sense of pain, highlighting the scars left by past experiences and the challenges of navigating love and relationships. The mention of blood and comfort when hurt implies that even in moments of pain, there is a strange solace or familiarity in feeling this way.

"Reflections" ultimately portrays a deeply introspective journey of self-discovery, grappling with the struggle to find self-love amidst inner turmoil and external influences. It captures the raw emotions and complexities that come with looking within and confronting one's reflection.

Line by Line Meaning

I should have kept myself a secret
I wish I had hidden my true self from you

Would it have saved me from your lies
Could hiding myself have protected me from your deceit

The ocean moves
Emotions and circumstances are in constant flux

As you consume me
Your presence and actions overwhelm me

Every time
On every occasion

My thoughts want to kill me
My own thoughts torment and bring me distress

My mind can't seem to love me
My own mind doesn't have the capacity to show self-compassion

Staring forward hating what I see
Looking ahead and despising the image reflected back at me

The glass breaks from the silence of my screams
The mirror shatters as my silent anguish becomes too much

I'm looking at my reflection
I'm observing and judging myself

Why can't I be my only friend
Why can't I find solace and support within myself