Introspective

Oh, why are you sad? The mirror inquired 

Shattered, glass where old inspired 

Red 

Brings back my mindset of existentialism 

When I did things just to feel 

But the truth is... I don't know what I want 

But I'm responsible for what I turned to be

My silky curtains collapsed on realism 

G minor cries make music to my despair 

The mirror is in no state to ask questions 

Pity it, lying shattered with inspired 

Freedom, expecting everything and nothing all at once 

As I grab the significant nothingness 

and wear it proudly 

As red inspired exists

Oh I'm not sad 

I'm just really introspective