The Mirror

I blink and drips of my soul escapes me.
I tried to keep it inside but it fights me day and night.
Even now a battle has begun inside me.
Will I lose again?
Will everyone finally see?
Will I finally face the truth?
No
I must continue the war.
I must fight until there is no more left.
I can't let anyone know the torment that I hold within.
If they really knew
If they really knew
When I look at you with my fake eyes and empty smile
Do you see?
I'm winning.
Though my insides are mush, outwardly,
no one can tell the difference.
But when the night comes and I am alone
my soul comes out to taunt me.
To taunt me and hold up a mirror to itself.
Do I then face the truth?
No I break the fucking mirror.
If they really knew
If they really knew