I look in the mirror
i see this face...

Falling
Falling...

I hate what you say
I hate what you did...

If I were to write a book about my life
It would be thick with many pages...

The feeling I long for most
Is the feeling of nothingness...

Broken
Shattered...

It is a wound
That will not heal...

You're smiling
Glowing, laughing...