Looking in the mirror
It's not me that I see
I'm the only one around
How can this image be?
I hear these people talking
I know it's not my voice
what else is there to do?
I have no other choice.
These voices, they all scare me
they tell me to do things.
You probably think I'm crazy
But I'm really not that strange.
I cry myself to sleep at night
guess that it's ok
Cuz when i start to cry like this
It means I made it through the day
I cant take much more of this
I don't know what to do
I see no other choice
So I guess that i am through
It's starting to get out of hand
depressions starting to show
this is the end of my story
I really have to go
