I stare at my reflection and see the cracks starting to show.
I've held myself together for so long, I think it’s now time to finally lose control.
I'm afraid I don't know who I am and I'm not sure of what I want.
It’s like I’m two different people in one, both r fighting for what they want.
I stare into the mirror, I’m not sure of what I see.
I feel cold and long to be empty.
I look into the glass and get swallowed by my past.
The old me hates the new me.
I'm drowning in the ashes of the life I used to lead.
I reach out and touch my reflection before I go out to play a role of someone who's not me
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