I don't want our story to go this way. I want us to find another path.
You see, I am starting feeling tired of running,
I don't even know who is chasing who anymore.
Am I running away or trying to catch you ?
We are already dealing with our own demons,
why do we feel the need to make it worse ?
We've tried to defy each other in the mirror,
but I am still afraid of the look I see on the other side.
Maybe the time has come for both of us to let our masks fall.
Just let me finish.
I can't run anymore.
You see, my feet are bleeding,
I've walked on our path full of scattered pieces of glass.
All those mirrors we've broken,
heart filled with loathe towards ourself.