I look in the mirror Of my messy messy room I can’t seem to rid the feeling Of over looming doom Somethings not right Something that I can’t see What is it, I don’t know Maybe somethings wrong with me It’s not my room Or clothes or the lights It’s something deeper I can’t sleep through the night Panic ensued I say it’ll be alright Head in my hands Just get through the night Though it was quick The mirror showed my demise It relived all my losses I couldn’t avert my eyes Next time I’ll be ready No more looking in the past I know how to cope This time won’t be like the last