Looking in the mirror, why you looking at me?
You’re just standing there – do you not like what you see?
You’re holding back the tears; did you want me to hide?
Don’t worry I will let it go…as time goes by
Heaven and Hell are so close and nearby
Which do I choose? And when do I fly?
If I stood in anger and let you see me
Flooding with rage and in a sea of mistreat
I don’t care what you say; I don’t care what you do
Just leave me alone with my thoughts of beating you
Holding my head down low, I thought I could grow
Whispers in my ear, “don’t be so stupid, you’ll always be low”.
Fight! Fight! What’s wrong with you?
Why can’t you fight, why can’t you be true?
Let it go by, another missed opportunity
Like a fit of rage, another act of lunacy
I tried; I tried, what more could I do
When you’re looking in the mirror
And all you see is you?
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