Why is it that everytime I turn around your there staring back at me? Your stare is cold,filled with anger, but watery with lonliness, your complextion is pale and unhealthy,your sweaty with nervousness.
How can you walk around like that?,I am embarrased for you, even more ashamed of myself for knowing you...It is hard for me to even stand here and look at you, I cant help but to look away, I can't help but to feel sorry for such a person even more that you feel sorry for yourself
My soul cries out for you, My heart hears yours.
I feel sorry for myself, for feeling sorry for such a person that seems so worthless.
Do you understand that I hate you,...I hate you just as much as you hate me,
But everytime i turn around it's your face i see,
your face is a reflection and the reflection is of ME