Mirrors
There are many things
that are left unsaid
Secrets to life
that nobody has read
Walking through days
pale and grey
Floating like a ghost
like wind you sway
Choices hard to choose
People who are hard to lose
You see everything slip away
melting into your skin
It's only you who's left to stay
that are left unsaid
Secrets to life
that nobody has read
Walking through days
pale and grey
Floating like a ghost
like wind you sway
Choices hard to choose
People who are hard to lose
You see everything slip away
melting into your skin
It's only you who's left to stay
♠ ♠ ♠
So I don't really remember writing this or why because it was a little more than two years ago. It's something I typically ponder about when I stare at myself in the mirror; what am I really seeing myself as, who I really am. Some days it's hard to tell. I think that's the reason I wrote it, at least it's my grasp on it now when I'm looking back at it. -Brie