I've developed a growing hatred
for the person I am inside
And if I could find a way
I'd burn myself alive

I can never look in the mirror
Or smile from the heart
I know one day the way I feel
Will slowly tear me apart

I can't help the way I feel
It's something I've developed over the years
I can't help the girl I see in the mirror
Even when it brings me to tears

I'm always so depressed
And I'll never understand why
I'll never know why I feel this pain
Or why I keep it locked inside

Part of me knows its not my fault
But the others scream in rage
"It's your fault he's gone!"
It keeps my heart locked in a cage.