samercury
10-02-2005, 07:57 PM
Went into a dark room
And looked in the mirror
Looking back at me through the glass
Was my Past
She looked at me and asked me
Wether I wanted to die yet
As if I had a choice in the matter
Then she smirked
I just stood there, looking at her
Having your reflection hate you
Is one of Life's worst events
Just when I started to cry,
I heard someone say
She's alive...
And looked in the mirror
Looking back at me through the glass
Was my Past
She looked at me and asked me
Wether I wanted to die yet
As if I had a choice in the matter
Then she smirked
I just stood there, looking at her
Having your reflection hate you
Is one of Life's worst events
Just when I started to cry,
I heard someone say
She's alive...