Reflections

<sub>When I stand in front of my mirror
There’s nothing there to see
That thing that’s staring back
No way, it can’t be me

For she is all that I’m not
And all, I’ll never be
The only thing I can do
Is stare right back at me

When I look inside myself
There’s nothing there to see
Just a girl tucked away
For no one there to see

For she is all that I hate
But always will be
Lonely and helpless
I’ll stare right back at me

When you’d look into my eyes
There would be nothing there to see
Nothing but an empty shell
The person that is me...

(Old poem I thought would fit better)</sub>

Myesh..
I thought it was time for something new..
I have no idea where I got the refrence pic though..
If any one knows, please tell me, so I can credit the person..