i know the girl i'm dreaming of is somewhere deep inside.
but i fear the pain of changing, and the parts i'll leave behind.
i see her in the miror, the girl i ment to be,
but every step towards her feels like i'm losing part of me
there's a future i keep dreaming of, but i'm scared i'll never see
if she knows how hard i'm trying, if she'd even be proud ,
or if she'd look into my eyes and ask why i keep backing down.
then one day i'll wake up, and the miror feels atrange,
same room, same face,but somehow everything has changed.
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