I look in the mirror what do I see?
I see me looking back at me
I try to smile and hide my anger
I feel as though I'm looking at a stranger
I look away in fright
And try and try with all my might
To see what I want to see
Staring there back at me
I try soo hard to get on with life
Through troubled times and strife
But as I hide they will never know
How in my boat it is hard to row
I keep on rowing 'till I come to a stop
And to my knee's I drop
The floor is cold and wet
And up I try to get
I see me looking back at me
And it is then I realize I'll never see
what I want to see but only what is me
Then I met you,
You make me what I want to be
So now wnen I look, I see what I want to see
but my question is; is that really me?
