The day I got away from you, was the day I cried with joy.
No more being thrown around, like a ragged ole' toy.
No more bruises, no more tears, no more living with these old fears.

You left me broken, you left me bruised, alone and abused.
My pain and blood, only left you nothing but amused.
your evil words splattered on my face, still remain all over the place.

Words never forgotten, words that still linger today.
Bruises and tears, that can never be erased away.
You were my worst nightmare, and the cause of my broken self.
Now it has left me crying for help.

Wars fought, tears shed. Nothing but fear and pain has been embedded. Trapped in ones body, with no hope, and nothing to lose. Can this really be the life I choose?
Tears in the night, Smiles in the day. The pain is a playmate here to stay. No help, no hand to hold, just a useless mold in the hands of another.
The verge of giving up is near.
something that is her worst fear.
she held on for as long as she can.
Soon her name will be written in the sand .

The wind will carry her soul, and the memories of her life.
But nothing compares to the fight called "The battle of life"

Once I felt nothing but pain,
I had been without sense and insane,
I would carve my skin up like a pig,
Then you left and deep I had to dig,

I had to find the strength to be myself,
To find a way to reach beyond that top shelf,
You said it was too much but that's just you,
Albeit that seems normal I did not expect it from a friend so true,

At first it was a world of pain,
And yet for all that it did wane,
I learned to stand and fight,
My world changed in a movement so slight.

It would not be seen by naked eye,
Then you said "saturday, black tie."
And again, my world flipped,
My mind blew and my sense was stripped.

But how in the world could this be?
Perhaps it could be good to a tolerable degree.
It would seem that life is ever changing,
But life isn't something made for explaining.

Mirror, mirror who am I?
Mirror, mirror, am I beautiful?
Mirror, mirror is society right?
Mirror, mirror are these tears worth crying at night?
Mirror, mirror do you care?
mirror, mirror are you truth?
Mirror, mirror, is this how I really look?
mirror, mirror, should i change
Mirror, mirror my heart is broke.
mirror, mirror my soul is cold.
mirror, mirror should I give in?
Mirror, mirror, is this girl really me?
Can I ever leave this forbidden place?
Have I really let society in my head?