The Girl In The Mirror

In this metal cage I hold
Someone stares back at me
I’m no longer sure who they are
Or who they could grow to be

Into my green eyes
If she continues to stare
Maybe she’ll see who I really am
What’s even truly there

Intrigued as to who 
This person is
She looks inside again
Through the green eyes
Through the heart
Will she like me then?

If what I see in the shiny glass
Isn’t what the others see,
How do they know who I am?
How do they view me?

What if I could pretend 
Just for a moment 
To play this game their playing

To be the girl in the mirror 
So fragile, so perfect
Then I could decide
If it was really worth it

I could say I’m doing great
And I’d be winning the game
But what would happen to real life
Cause in the end it’s not the same

The taste of freedom on my tongue
And I can barely speak
So far, so near, so out of touch
Yet so hard to reach

A different person 
A different world
I hold on to the thought
The fame, the blame,
It’s not the same
As being someone you’re not

Would the real me just disappear?
Or would I fight to stay?
When illusions meet reality
Reality fades away.