I though I could stand on my own two feet
and be the brave little girl everyone thought I was
face life and all its ups and downs
and never show any signs of fear
Who was I fooling when i though I could
Im angry at the girl in the mirror
the weak girl staring back at me
who cant get back up and try again
when shes fallen and skinned her knees
She feels like life has fallen short
and abandoned her on its way
like the whole world has turned its back on her
and shes not welcome to stay
So emotionally she mutilates herself
and cries her silent tears
just pleading for an angel
to fight away her fears
And as I stand here looking in the mirror
and wipe away my last tear
I force a smile onto my face
A mask which i must wear
