I hate seeing who's in the mirror
Some days wishing it would disappear
Other days feeling like it's a fake
Not sure how much more I can take
Why can others see me as whole
when all I can see is the hole
How can they see the life I gain
when all I can see is the pain
Scars of this life have inspired a few
But have teared me down a time or two
I know I need to face all of my hidden fear
Will I have the strength when they appear
I may act as someone who has it together
But can fall to pieces at the drop of a feather
There's no way the person I see can be real
and yet still live with the pain I always feel
As I see in the mirror someone who's worthless
Fighting daily to prove my life isn't pointless
Determined that setting the real me free feels right
Though outnumbered by the demons I must fight
Each and every morning the process starts again
One of these days I will finally bring it to an end
As soon as I start heading in the right direction
I hope to stop seeing my shattered reflection
