Mirror, the way you see yourself
Shame fills your eyes
You begin to cry
No one there by your side
Telling you things will be alright
A gurl, cuts filled with regret
Burns, she was layed to rest
Scars, you've seen the best
You beileved she was fine
All she did was lie
Late at night
While tears filled her eyes
Shes whispers
"Will I ever be alright?"
Waking up to a horrible lyfe
Faking a smile, is there a chance of being alright.
She whispers as she pulls the trigger
"Things are alright"
