What to say, how can I explain it
Feel like I’ve been in this maze
A maze where my fears
Displayed on the wall
I’m stuck face to face with
The man in the mirror
Do I really deserve it
But before it’s too late
Maybe I should search within
I’m goin in circles and I can’t escape
I tried almost everything
I prayed, I wrote, I chased
I’m faced with the man in the mirror
With my fears on display
Is it too late?
What if my imagination
Was a mirror to my reality
Maybe the more I dream
The more I would want to see
It come to light
But still I’m going in circles
In search for answers
It’s like the more I fear or hurt
The more I have to say
I hope I’m not to late
To feel… to be… happy
