The Mirror

Look into the mirror.
Tell me what you see.
Reflections of a girl I knew
that I don't want to be.
For evey pain she feels inside
they make her take a pill.
"One day you'll just go numb
and give them looks that kill"

But looks will kill her.
Looks will end it.
Looks will stop the world.
Looking in the mirror now
I see a little girl.
Sitting in the corner dead.
Blood soaked dress.
Bashed in head.
Rope in hand.
Knife in chest.
Finally finding peace and rest.
No diseases, no more lies.
No false hope, it's time to die.

So look into the mirror.
Tell me what you see.
Reflections of a girl I knew
that I don't want to be.
Tired of being numbed by meds
to take the pain away.
She runs from the world to lose herself
there's no one to make her stay.

I never thought I'd see the day
I'd have to watch her fall
I tried to hold her up today.
With every tear she melts away.
She drizzles further down the drain.
Is it from all the pain or maybe
it's 'cause he won't call.
© 2006