the mirror

I Look in the mirror and all I see is pain 

The reflection is the only one who doesn’t laugh at me 

I see optimism crushed under the oppression of everyday life 

We are dreamers being forced to wake up

I sit and stare at the mirror and I don’t like what I see

Judging ever flaw, every blemish, and every problem about me 

I wonder if things might ever get better for me 

The glass shattering will be the only thing to set me free

I can’t judge no more and from the shackles I lose

No more pain, no more scars, no more bruise