Is the person I see
Staring back at me
From the mirror really me
Or is that just a hallucination
Of my intoxicated mind
Am I really as ugly as I imagine
Or do I see things thorugh those magic carnival windows
The ones that surround and make you look foolish
Because I feel like a fool when I look at myself
Are we our own worst critics, even in our looks
i can't help but feel disgust when I look in the mirror
I can't stand what I see staring back at me
Such a beautifully dead body
Outside and in
Feeling guilty for all I have done wrong
All the mistakes I have made all along
In the mirror I see a girl so fragile and weak
Words break her so easily
She doenst know how to handle a thing anymore
She's so sick and tired of bleeding crimson on the floor
Nothing was worth the pain anymore
Ready to just give up
But she had one constant thing to keep her going
This girl would give anything to change what she sees
Who would have guessed that this girl would be me