Eyes stare blankly forward
as thoughts overwhelm her brain
racing back and forth
she swears she's gone insane
Tears fall a little, one by one
The matters at hand hurt to look at
as if she's holding broken glass in her fingers
but the blood isn't red, it's just pure black.
Stuck there on the ground
she's scare to move at all
because it feels as though she's on a knife point
with one wrong move able to make her fall.
Thinking faster, ever faster
thoughts whirling around so desperately
She looks up for a moment, wondering
and her reflection in the broken mirror is all she sees.
Studying the face so carefully,
it isn't her looking out
it's someone else, looking just the same
trying to figure what the situations about...