If they're not looking, they're still staring.

Twirling in the mirror
Seeing my halo dim
Watching my smile crumple
Waiting to feel happy in my skin

Just waiting for my life to start
As my legs give out at last
I'm stuck inside this circle
With no future, only a past

Never, ever deciding
If I deserve to be happy
Because I'm sure it's not safe enough
Or if I even want to be happy

As my thoughts beat down upon me
And my mind breaks yet again
I realize if I can't get hold of this demon
... I'll never be anything

So I'm naked but I'm breathing
Hidden beneath the mirrors gaze
I stare blindly with the hope that
This isn't where it all ends.

I wrote this some time ago.
Yet... I can still relate.

Will I never change?!