Mirror, mirror on the wall
How do I face up to all that went wrong?
When I look in that reflection I don't like what I see
Nothing but blackness and emptiness stares back at me
What am I worth, if I'm worth anything at all?
Who can I look to, who can I call?
I posses no strength left in me to continue on with this fight
My life is a curse saturated with nothing but failure and strife
Constantly fighting and struggling every day
To find where I belong and to find my own way
Mirror, mirror on the wall, is there a place in the world for me?
If so, how do I find it to set me free
It seems as though I have no talents to merely impress
It seems that what I fear most is indeed a reality
It seems failure is certainly in my destiny,
It seems, mirror, mirror, I'm just immune to success, for I can't find my way out of this life long game of chess