I’m gone now, Gone, gone, gone. I’ve left you there in your anger. Gone mad, mad, mad. I can’t forgive So I’ll forget. Goodbye, bye, bye This is the last letter you will get, Oh wait Never mind, mind, mind.

I wish I could scream to you I’m lonely too. Maybe then if you knew You’d let me be lonely with you.

I have always wondered what people see when they look in the mirror. Do they see themselves? Or do they see what they want to see. Do they see a better version of themselves? Or do they see the person they most despise. I have always wondered what people see when they look in the mirror. Because when I look in the mirror. I don’t see myself.