Tick tock
Watch the hands race around the clock.
You mark the time
by the reflection on a dime.
red, black, red, red, black, red.
Connect them together
I win again.
Forget about my past
Immersed in rebirth

Sleeping.
    Sitting.
        Bored.

Talking.
    Listening.
        Tears.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

What should I see?

I look at the mirror,
She looks back at me.
Not the girl with fear in her eyes.
Not the girl controlled by insignificant slivers.

Instead the girl with the ginger hair.
The girl who plays above the stairs.
The girl with confidence.
The girl up there.

See the smile?

See the joy?

She's back.