I looked at myself today,
Everyone around me, far away.
Skin on skin, warm touch I desire
**** these gloves to hell's fire.

The mirror today made me aware
the pieces missing inside of me,
like precious treasures lost, forgotten
Over time maybe my complexion rotten.
And perhaps the mask I wear today
Is to keep myself from myself away.

Far in the back where I cannot see
Hides out fractured parts of me.
All alone angry and scared,
They cannot help but make me impaired.

If I could find all myself and say
I accept you, you're OK
Then other people will join in song
And dance with me all day long.