Take a look in the mirror,
Look at the face displayed.
A face of beauty, that the eyes do not see.
Why?

Why can I never be good enough?
Society says that I am beautiful the way I am;
However pretty is what you must be.
Pretty gives you an easier way of life.

This face in the mirror,
What would it look like if I was actually me?
If I didn't change into what society wants me to be.
Would I even recognize me?

Exhausted of pretty,
There's a new trend everyday.
Acceptance is the key.
Look in the mirror.

Is this really me?
Are you really you?
Pretty is the key.
But is it me?

I face my fear of the morning,
Because that's when you say goodbye.

Four lovely walls,
Yet I feel trapped in this silence.
I long for the light that calls.
But still nothing but silence.

How can that be?
So quiet, but I'm screaming.
No one can hear me.
My eyes no longer gleaming.

I just need to leave.
I want to throw away this life
I no longer believe.
I pick up the knife.

Is this what I want?
Am I being selfish?
This is not what my family wants.
Can I leave the people I cherish?

I just needed someone,
To help me escape my own mind
But it's too late I'm gone.
All I needed was someone to be kind.

You're there and I'm here.
A half ripped away from you.
I am missing.
I walk around with half a brain,
Half a soul,
Half a heart.
Because you are the other half.
I am never completed,
Unless you are with me.

Twirl my hair,
And pretend that I don't care.

You're just a ghost,
And I'm just your host.

When it's my time to go,
I hope it's like Edgar Allan Poe.
A mystery that will forever be unknown.

My mind drips words onto the page,
While my heart tries to break free from its cage.

You cut me wide open,
And you drain my blood.
You watch me die,
All because I fell in love.

The way the we kiss,
You're a glimpse of bliss.