Wondering about existence
wondering about if I am fading
looking at the mirror and resisting
thoughts of beauty and bleeding
from the pain i feel inside
everyday it gets hard to hide
from the looks surrounding me
now i wonder even more
what i should've done
when i am asked to make a choice
of whether to fight or to disappoint
hope for trying to bringing me back
All those things make me sad
and bring terrifying thoughts in my head
the echo in my head is dwelling
of those things i should've said
and thus i fade in the past
to never return back
