Mirrors seem to have an image of someone you don't want to look at,
You hate the way you can't control your sadness and anger
Trust me, I know it's not easy, for those skeletons still conquer sometime
Sparks of light are overlooked, and we only see our skin being a prison
Sometimes as the extra puzzle piece in the world that doesn't fit
An outcast can still win, so do what you want to make the world better
You do not have to project hate, but to think positive thoughts can help
It's such a struggle, but the sunlight will hit, and it will be the colder than ever,
But the noon will come and warmth will be felt
Even if night may fall again
Try to keep the sun, but if you fail, remember it always shows itself
Go on and be happy, and be who you want to be.