Lately I've been drifting on a lonely sea,
searching for my self identity.
Sailing on my own tears, hiding in the darkness
from my fears.Lost to a world where there is no reality
and in all honesty, it was all so sweet to me. There I couldn't
feel the pain of anxieties wrecking my brain, I felt totally and emotionally sane.
But the harsh reality is that this cruel world makes me crazily insane.
I look in the mirror and she whispers to me, "you are failure" you will never succeed,
I am your worst enemy, and its joy to watch you bleed, and all do is stand there and cry,
and ask myself why, why am I a coward when it comes to living out my life.
I wonder who is this girl in the mirror and why is she so cold..
what happen to her inspiration, her ambition, her soul...what is she lacking?
what can I give to her to let her know she is worthy. Her eyes tells a story
that no one never reads, she's dying inside but no one can see,
her weakness, her vulnerability. She's streaming... Give me love!