I stare back at a man. I woke up while I stared in the mirror, At a face that I liked to see, I then broke down into sudden terror, At the soul staring back at me.
I wiped off my smirk, I put away my face, As I washed my hands, My heart started to race,
I've forgot who I am— How could've I done this? How could've I let my self become this? How could've I learned to love only myself? I stare back at a man who loves no one else.
I hung up my towl in self reflection, Of a heart that was void and free, Looked back at the man of misdirection, A man that is no longer me,
I then bowed my head, Turned and shut off the light, Looked back to the man, I was still shining bright,
I know who I am— I know why I've done this. I know why I've let my self become this. I know why I've learned to love only myself. I stare back at a man hurt by everyone else.
I stare back at a man filled with dirt, I stare back at a man who no longer hurts, I stare back at a man? I stare back at a man. I stare back at a man a man.