When I look in the mirror
I hate what I see
'Cause in the end
I don't want to be me
I hide my feelings behind a smile
So that no one understands
I'll stay here beneath for awhile
I'll bury myself with these hands
Underneath this weak shell
I'm crying
Someone touched my shell, and it fell
And he saw me dying
And it all ended like this
The boy found someone else he loved
Without knowing I gave him a kiss
And the next day I weren't beloved
I won't let anyone in
I've lost trust, you might have herd
This shell is now so thin
It'll brake 'cause of just a word
When I look in the mirror
I hate what I see
'Cause in the end
I don't want to be me
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