I see, I see,
a mirror, a mirror,
inside,
I see, I see,
the lonely sad seer,
she’s filled with delusion,
and total confusion,
she stares and she glares,
at what seems like a nightmare,
of her own image reflection,
she feels the loss of connection,
the under protection,
she covers the cuts and bruises,
as all the blood drips and oozes,
she feels the pain,
like showering acid rain,
she was a total mess,
as she herself seemed so lifeless,
knowing well who had the fault,
they should be the ones in guilt,
but she was the paranoid one,
feeling hopeless till the worlds done,
now her tears start to drip,
as her skin starts to rip,
she’s totally insane,
they’ve messed up with her brain,
she worships a small blade,
hating the person she has made,
she suffers in depression,
and takes a glimpse at her last reflection,
she’s bleeding, she’s aching,
she’s screaming, she’s shacking,
she can’t fight the pain,
nothing could she explain,
everything starts to blur,
she knew she’d never find a cure,
all the things she’ll never see,
all the things she’ll never be,
she lays so still,
her face pale and ill,
it’s like no one knew her name,
she was never into fame,
but they all knew who she was,
she remained unforgotten,
as she lies in her bed,
quiet and still,
but now she’s dead!!!