That Girl

I stare into those eyes
Cold and black
I wonder what she did to deserve this
So many times stabbed in the back

Hurt a million times
Trying to live life
She tells people that shes fine
Usually hiding with a knife at her wrist

Suffering even though she's been told
Not to let it get to her
Wait till its the time for the truth to unfold
past, and present is soon to be stir

Memories that were pushed back into the depths of her mind
Come back and resurface
Her old self, most people cannot find
She feels like she's stuck underwater, not being able to find the surface

I try to talk to her and all I see is that she at the same time was going to talk
I take a step forward and bump into glass
I take a step back and touch the glass, it breaks slowly into pieces, it isnt what I thought
It was a mirror, my reflection, the idea to my mind is close to trespass

How can this be..
The girl was a character in my little world
How did I not realize the person was me
Oh how did these news unfurl