At this very moment I feel depressed
There are reasons why but it's quite unclear
Still, I'd tell you them, but I just want rest.
all I can do is stand in the mirror, and watch my tear

the tear that roles down my makeup covered cheek
the tear so hateful, I can barely even speak
I can't speak. I feel to weak.
God, I'm such a freak.

My eyes leak. Life is bleak.
everyone feels the right to critique
they don't have it.
I wish i could quit.

But I can't and I won't so I don't
I keep fighting
I''ll keep fighting.
I swear it.

but as I watch that single tear
I realize it is alone
just like me. We're-
well we're the same. no home.

I stare deeply into the mirror
what looks back at me? Nothing.
something different, but everything is clearer
I look so dead inside. How utterly crushing.

I Wipe the tear, have no fear
I fix my makeup, I try to wake up
I walk back to my family
And I watch. As they tare me apart.