Broken glass shattered on the floor,
Hiding from my reflection,
I can't bare to see me anymore.
Covering my face from the world,
Maybe if I wish hard enough,
I'll just fade away.
Feeling so alone,
No where to turn,
Nobody to talk to,
Sitting in this dark room alone,
At least this way, I can imagine me not being here.
I can't cry anymore,
There are just no more tears left to fall.
Looking at the knife as it shines in the moonlight.
Reaching out, but holding back,
Hoping I'm better than that.
Holding myself tight,
Telling myself over and over it will be OK.
Tears filling my eyes,
As I stare at the broken mirror,
As I cry to myself out loud,
Will I ever be free?
