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?