If u look into her eyes, all u'll see is jealousy.
she copies my style & tries so hard to be me.
i hate to look at her, cause its like looking at my reflection.
but when i look, all i see is flaws & imperfections.
to be the one behind the glass, thats somewhere i wanna be.
i wish we could switch places, so i wont be the one thats seen.
i have to make her perfect, & i have to do it in time.
i have to do this right away so she wont get left behind.
but i just realized.. changing her wont do any good.
& even tho she should be perfect, shell always be missunderstood.
time keeps going & perfections never last.
ill just keep waiting.. sitting here..
behind the glass.
