My feeling of the mirror

my sadness my anger is this

im crying in the dark

losing a reason to live

im just a tool 

a tool of memory

i allways end up in the mirror

looking at this mask

looking at this body

wich i dislike 

lies i told 

true i told

mask of careness

mask of fake smile

dont use me

because i know now

my destiny 

dont torture me

i know now

oh please leave me

im in the mirror of memory

the sword of hatred is in my heart

the hammer of love have smash me

scythe of doom have stike

dagger of the abyss have swallow me

im crying on my dark room

where love cannot be found

i rescue thoso flame and i get burn

i rescue thoso flame and i get harm

i told so many lie to meself

im just hating meself 

anyone who care to save me

please dont get your hope up

the abyss is a big place 

where i can be found at the bottom

crawling like a bug

and screaming in agony