i feel like i'm standing here alone
then i look to my left and see my love is coming home
rushes through the door,loving arms wide open
hurry!find the keys to my heart
pry it open.

i refuse to be loved by you
feel that everything i do is irrelevant to you
im not enough
not enough to make you happy

its these distorted images i see in the mirror
why do i feel you're gone?
when you've always been here

i just want it all
hoping i wont fall
in the end it means nothing at all.

because once you rise,you always fall.

in the clouds to get away from myself.
face myself in the mirror,no.
rather see myself through someone else's eyes.
what does everyone else think of me?

scared of truth.