Staring as the door to a different life swings shut
The darkness fills the unexplainable
Answer enough for all
Is it truly possible to be so alone?
To feel as though they're just watching from the other side?
Will they help?
Will they come?
Will they put you back together?
The thoughts scattered to the wind
They broke you
Made you what you call 'you'
Is the mirror the liar?
Does the soul scream for release?
Maybe the eys staring blankly back are lying
Maybe you can't stand what you became on your own
But its always easier to blame them for your demise
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