Sometimes there are secrets
That are better left buried
Forgotten in the past
Scattered in the wind

Sometimes you have to lie
To hide what lies inside
Telling yourself the sweetest lies
Than to swallow the bitter truth

Sometimes there are mirrors
You'd rather not face
Because you're afraid to discover
Things you've been oblivious to

There are things that we'd rather
Let the ocean waves swallow
Mirrors that we'd rather cover
Than see what truly is reflected

I've broken my mirrors
Locked away my fears
Drowned myself in the lies
And never ever looked back

And yet like a phoenix from the ashes
Why are these mirrors back?