Worse than a shadow
My reflection follows me
Always asking: Who are you?
Who's hidden inside of thee?

I can't run from it
And I can't hide
Always repeating
Who's there inside?

I saw her again this morning
This time screaming
Tell me, tell me who ARE you?
PLEASE...tell me
Why do you feel so blue?

How can I answer my reflection?
How can I tell her I feel rejection
When I see her... my face
I feel so out of place

09/01/2002

Posted on 09/01/2002
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