I'm writing down all my reasons to write you off.
I had to stop for lack of air.
One was fair and a hand full was enough,
But you know it doesn't stop there.
I ask around, but no one ever really knows you.
They came to me one by one.
All they said was you had the same name, but a different face.
Different person all together.
Twenty-twenty looking back.
Were you ever really there?
I doubt you ever were.
Disappear without a trace.
When you find your looking glass shattered,
Broken all away, I hope that you will learn,
Broken pieces help you see.
