The mirrors in the house disagree with me
Each reflection tells a different story
Voices dwell where there should be silence
Whispering what I didn't ask for, insistently
I no longer know which reality is mine
Which thread still ties me to the ground
Everything cracks, everything gets jumbled
In this war without ammunition
Cracked glass
Reflections that don't match
Each shard is a world
Where no one can eliminate me
Cracked glass
Voices that live inside me
I try to put the shards back together
But I don't know where it ends
They say it's just my mind playing tricks on me
But the pain of not trusting what I see is real
I walk between what exists and what they make up
No map, no compass, no signal
The shards will never be one again!
But I keep trying to patch them together!
Every voice that isn't mine!
Is an extra burden to carry!
Cracked glass
Reflections that don't match
Each shard is a world
Where no one eliminates me
Cracked glass
Voices that live inside me
I try to put the shards back together
But I don't know where it ends
And the glass remains cracked
Reflecting what I am not