The Real Me

I looked at her in the mirror, feeling no connection

Is it her or me?

which one is the refection?

She became my status quo,

I've became her experiment

She wouldn't let me go

fear is imprisonment

I was scared, scared to show her

she's the real me, the real reality

I hugged my sigh and began to open the door

seeing the sun shining and the birds chriping

I knew fear was no more.