looking into the mirror she doesn't see herself..
she sees the hate she uses to hate herself.. holding her knife
she tells God every night to just take her life.
Day in and day out its never ending...
watching her friends and family grow away
all this time shes spending only feeling like an outcast to herself, sometimes to everybody else...
right now she feels like the ones close are choosing somebody else
like this mirror should show a diffrent reflection.
shes not her self.
looking in the mirror i see brokenness....
through the cracks i see self hate..
i see an addict.
i see somebody always trying to measure up..
i see your never satisfied..
i see myself.

Grace, look at me when i'm talking to you...
looking at you now i see somebody else..
the people say keep looking up
but when your looking up,
its like all you can see is all this *******
and its pulling you down
you know your father is disappointed in you.  
looking at you now i see you trying to do the right thing...
i see you trying so **** hard to feel accepted.
you're in so deep.
i see you feeling like you have to hurt yourself
to just be heard by someone else
i see your cry's through that fake smile.  
...yeah the ones you wont admit
but im looking through you and i see it now....
i see you trying to drowned yourself in all your lies..
there all the same...
saying go die.
i see somebody so insecure that she cant be herself...
i see myself..