Life? Life.

A Look At The Mirror

I look at the mirror 

And all I see 

Is this beautiful girl 

In front of me 

And I also see 

Is this weak helpless girl 

Trying to hide 

The sadness in her eyes 

Not everyone sees 

The lie that she hides 

And that she only 

Wears a mask 

A mask that conceals all of it 

She feels nothing 

Or everything all at once 

Her excuse is that she's tired 

Or that she's lacking sleep 

The entire time 

This girl in front of me 

Wants to be seen 

At the same time 

Don't want to be save 

No one understands 

And she can't explain 

She refuse to ask 

But she longs to speak 

This girl in front of me 

Saves everyone 

Helps anyone 

And yet she dies 

Probably because she kills herself 

Or it's just too much 

This girl in front of me 

I don't know who she is 

Not anymore