Note: I wrote this like 5 years ago, so it's kind of depressing, which doesn't really fit as well with me at this point in time.
I broke the Mirror
what I saw in it
I didn't like
The face of a girl
A girl who had cried for herself only
had been there, one time too many
I grew bored of myself
and I ended the girl in me
From the Mirror
I saw a Dreamer
too tired to try again
to see what the future brings
'Only pain' she said
and I slashed her wrists open
A Wanderer
who got lost in the game
who grew too close to people
couldn't live without them
she was no one and everyone
all the same for me
she's gone now, don't miss her
I've watched at the Mirror for the last time
and it's sharp pieces I used
when I cut my wrists open
and ended my pain and misery
Nevermore the Dreamer will dream of pain
Nevermore the girl will cry for herself
Nevermore the Wanderer be lost
Nevermore
