I see myself in you.
In the way your arms move
And the way you walk
We talk the same.
So similar, we finish each others sentences.
We listen to the same music.
We dress the same.
Every time I look at you,
I see myself.
In more ways than you think
I see myself in the way you look.
I know that look in your eyes
I recognize the fake smile
And those scars on your arms
The shyness of your voice
And the timidness of your touch
I know you cry yourself to sleep at night.
I know it all too well.
I see myself in you
Much more than I should.