Look in the mirror but it’s two sided
Thoughts move like movie reels
reeling from the feeling of not knowing
which voices to listen to
which voices to let in through

I use to think about you everyday
I’d wake up and see every trace
see your face burned into my brain
Walk through the halls staring at every face
wondering if he was you, or if he was you, or if
somehow you were just everywhere

I never drew attention
because I never wanted anyone to think
that all I wanted was attention

Did I forget to mention,
that I’ve tried countless times to really see
if I really had what it takes in me
to end the possibility of…

Where’s the big red button
to stop these feelings from flooding in
so confused I’m not sure what to do
what does it all mean when you stutter like a broken violin
these insecurities bubbling within
up to the surface
that you’ve never faced before
the securities or lack there of
of not being good enough
but…

You wish upon that golden star
Wished that you would have gone this far
A quarter of a century and I’m still alive
Could go back to the beginning and I’d still survive
This is the first day of my life