Reflection
Sitting in front of a mirror I can't recognize who I see
I relate to the pain, depression, and sorrow on his face but in his eyes no soul no love no sight of a future
He looks tired maybe from the weight he's carrying
Don't anyone see the cracks in his armor no one's caring
I see alcohol must be a comfort thing
He must be trying to drown himself from the thought of feeling anything
Wonder what happened I see the cuts on his wrist
He wants to end the pain nobody loves enough to hug him and say your better than this
I close my eyes because I hate what I see I tell myself its something wrong with the mirror but I'm running from the reality of that reflection being me
Check on people
Love them wholeheartedly
Never know what battles they go thru or what reflection of themselves they see
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