Reflections by Fireflight
In the mirror is where I find you,
longing to be free.
If only you could find truth,
who you want to be.
When I look into your eyes,
is it me you really see?
Or is it cloudy through your lies,
can I still be free?
Open your eyes,
I see right through them
Half-truths and lies,
Is all its ever been
You justify,
But I'm tired of the truth
That you don't think I know
Sharp words find their way smooth,
slippery off your tongue
They pour like oil from you,
but they burn in your lungs
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