Shatter, shatter to the ground
Pieces everywhere …
I look at the mirror
I see the person
That is so much like me
But so different
I run my finger over the glass
It’s smooth and cold to the touch
The person does the same
But I can’t feel the roughness of skin
Or the warmth of flesh
Shatter, shatter to the ground
Pieces everywhere …
Our worlds are so similar
And so different
We are the same
And two different people
This is the person I used to be
Lively, happy, naïve and
Free
Shatter, shatter to the ground
Pieces everywhere …
I scream at that person
As I slam my fist on the mirror
Pieces flying everywhere
I look at the blood that covers my hands
And I smile at myself
How silly I was
Worrying about a person
Who was long dead
I look at the shards that were on the ground
At the life I once had and sang
Shatter, shatter to the ground
Pieces everywhere…
