When I look in the mirror,
What do I see?
I see tears running down my face,
Looking like a stream.
When I look even further,
In my face I see stress.
And people start to wonder,
Why I'm so depressed.
When I look into my eyes,
I think I see fear.
But you wouldn't see the happiness,
Behind those sad tears.
When I look at my smile,
It's not happiness I see.
But faith fading away,
A nd happiness won't be me.
