Is that girl I see
When I look in the mirror
Is that really me?
Where did all those cars come from?
I never remember wanting this path
Why did I follow it into unhappiness?
I regret ever considering cutting
Because now it's all I think about
Where to hide the marks
How I can get away with it
Like a drug addict
Hooked on making myself bleed
And I'm only fifteen
Falling yet never hitting the ground
Somewhere along the line
I became another person
Consumed by darkness
All I can do is sit and reflect
Upon that girl in the mirror
And who I really am