I know what I feel,
I know what I got to do...

I looked at the reflection,
And saw a girl who was hurt...

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered...
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten...

Why is it when we try to be who we are people...
We are the people who are unique and who are more...

Its amusing how I get so frustrated,
Because I want to say something wonderful...

I tried,
God knows I tried...