The Mirror

As I look into the past,
at torn friendships that didn't last,
I turn away, the blackness closes in,
feeling pain deep within.
Cause I'm looking in the mirror,
at a face I cannot see,
looking in the mirror,
at a reflection that can't be me.
Watching the past as it flies by,
waiting, wishing,
hoping I don't cry.
The meaningless nothing eats away at me,
somehow the scars you cannot see,
wondering if I will survive,
in the night's deathly shade I will thrive.
Cause I'm looking in the mirror,
at a face I cannot see,
looking in the mirror,
at a reflection that cannot be me.
Watching the past as it flies by,
waiting, wishing,
determined not to cry.
The only one who can pull me through,
the only one I ever knew,
looking deep into my eyes,
only this sensation I don't despise.
Cause I'm looking in the mirror,
at a saddened face I see,
looking in the mirror,
and realizing the face I see is me.
Watching the tears as they fall down,
waiting wishing,
someone would find me bound.
Lock me away and throw away the key,
a place where I need no advisory,
take me far away before I come undone,
hopefully searching, forever 'till I'm done.
Cause I'm looking in the mirror,
at a reflection that is me,
looking in the mirror,
at something I'm afraid to see.
Watching the tears flow stedily, unstopping,
waiting, wishing,
for my heart to be stopping,
any minute now...