Mirrors are Strange Things
I look at myself in the mirror
Shakened I don’t recognize that figure in that mirror
The sinner who has sinned
The beginner that began her end
Her lies have no end and her feelings where can I begin
I thought I was happy
Content even, with nothing but a bright future ahead of me
Now I’m at a place I thought I’d never be
What is this place who are these people I do not fit in here
Let’s be real I just blend in here
Maybe it’s because I’m trying to find myself
Constantly thinking that I know myself when in reality I am just losing myself
Or am I? I don’t know
Instead, searching for love that I don’t even have for myself
Am I ready for this yes, maybe, I don't know, of course… not really
What can I call this?
I’m in pain can someone pull me out of this t.v. commercial full of fake reality
I can not take it anymore
I pinch myself to assure this is not a dream this is real life and I dare not lie anymore
My end is near for new beginnings
It’s time I flip the script on what has ended me
I look in the mirror
What can I say, I've come a long way
Not the same girl I was before but I see the change
Is it God I blame, oh no what a shame
Giving up hope I say to myself who else is it to blame
I am tired of holding my breath can I finally breath
I get down on my knees religiously
Yet still, I do not see me
Where am I, Lord
Find me please I need me
I want to recognize that girl
Reincarnated with new breath breathed into her
Who is she?
she is me
Mirrors are for seeing and I have seen many things
You take a look in the mirror and tell me what you see
All of your fantasies and dreams and what you hope to be
I look in the mirror and I just want me
Mirrors are strange things
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