the day has come
my reflection no longer shines, it only exists
it clouds up the object it covers
i still look in your eyes
searching for the answers
the ones i used to find so easily
but now i have trouble
discerning what you want me to see
understanding the things i see when i look in your eyes
i no longer see hope or fear
i no longer see anything
i no longer find clarity in my reflection
especially when it's in your eyes
you no longer want me "also"