When you look into the mirror do you see a face you hardly recognise?
I did, took me a long time and maybe i'm still not quite there yet. But i'm on my way, i know some things you don't know. It's got a lot, lot easier, but then acceptance of a situation is knowing. Its a knowing of who you are, where you might go and what you might do.
Away from the mirror I know lots of things that you dont know but you will still judge me regardless. If i had the time i'd tell you but that would put me in danger, i could have a knife in my back, a broken heart or at the very least a hard time.
Fair enough, i've laid my bed but i haven't made it.
Mirror, i've shown you the inside and the outside of me, what is false, what is true, where i want to go and what i want to do.
So why isn't it enough for me?
Or you?
Al Sithees' Big Generator . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Farewell my little star, we wish you well. What about love i hear you say, but this is the bottom line, its over, i dont love you anymore. We had 100 nights of fun and games but here, in my time of dying, in this house of broken love, lies a better man.
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