The Mirror.

Jul 03, 2004 14:11

Sometimes I wonder
When I gaze into a mirror
At the person on the other side
What secrets do they hold inside?
Long nights awake, an hour of sleep they could not make
Nights crying, days awake with hate
Many mistakes
Inside it's their fault, outside there's no one at all
To show them the love they need, to help them breathe
So they just die a little on the inside
Everytime the only way to go to sleep is cry
And wake up the next morning/With all the more reason to end it that night./But they have to put up the good fight/for the sake of their own life/ cuz giving up wouldn’t be right
Just like that night
When you dropped the knife
Instead of forcing it into you
Trying desperately to reach the unreachable light

You know what they say
The grass grows greener on the other side
But it still grows here...
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