Look into the Mirror and what do I
Find in myself at a quarter past nine?
Is this really who I want to be?
Can this be the real me?
Can this be?
It's not the same
looking in the mirror.
I can't find the pieces
That made me
Into who I was before.
I'm looking for something more.
I need to see.
I need to be.
The girl that once was
looking back at me
In the mirror.
Trying to hide behind
Someone else's identity.
It's not mine.
I need to see,
I need to be,
The girl that once was
Looking back at me,
In the mirror.
Searching deep inside,
I need to let go
And let the truth break through the mirror
that's keeping everything inside.
I don't want to remain
So insane.
Mirror, Mirror.
Can you hear her?
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