The boy looked at his mirror
And stared at his reflection...

I once met a girl
on poems and quotes...

It was 5 O'Clock in the morning
and you hadn't slept all night...

Long drawn out hallways
Large empty rooms...

Stripped of beauty
Torn of innocence...

Fading into nightmares
Swimming in gray again...

Sometimes I lose myself in this mess
Understanding why is completely beyond me...

The wizard of oz
With a little twist...