The mirror

Is it shame?
is it greed?
is it something that I need
to make me feel so strong to the other ones?
is it real?
is it true?
all the trouble I go through
is it just a way, to show
(trying so hard, but still I get nothing) (x4)

That I don't have the strength to show
but the mirror will always know
I've got to let go

Is it them?
is it me?
I'm just too occupied to see
afraid to look within to the real one
can it be that I am scared
to share the parts I've never shared?
or is it just a way, to show
(trying so hard, but still I get nothing) (x4)

That I don't have the strength to show
but the mirror will always know
I've got to let go

You won't get inside my head
cause I won't let you go
to see that I'm crying out for you to
know what I want to say
I've got to let you know
that I want to say
I just want to tell you

That I don't have the strength to show
but the mirror will always know
I've got to let go