Walking through a path set in advanced,
Just going through the steps I'm suppose to dance.
Turning left and right hoping for a miracle,
Feeling like I'm being drained by every particle.
Seeing and feeling stares from unknown people,
They wander what's next for me, what's the sequel?
Minding not their business but invadeing in mine,
Hoping my light dims and theirs doesn't out-shine.
I see smiles left and righ but I know better,
I know they smile now but they'll hate later.
We'll shake hands and say we're friends,
But at the first problem our fridnship ends.
I look around and see mirrors facing in all directions,
They only show what I want to see, not their true intentions.
Where their is hate and dislike I see smiles,
The road of mirrors runs for miles and miles.