Glass

I don't know what I'm doing here,
Wasting time,
Taking up space.
I have no purpose,
No reason to live.
Where did I go wrong?
Why do I feel this way?
I can't help the way I feel,
No one knows...
I try to be some else,
To hide all the feelings inside.
No one can see the real me,
No one can see through the glass image I've created.
I'm so fake that it blows my mind,
Why can't anyone see the real me?
Why can't they help me find myself?
I don't know how to fix it,
But I keep telling myself I'm not broken,
That there's nothing wrong here.
That's where the glass came from,
From the lies that I told,
From the hearts that I broke,
From the tears that I cried...