Geez God’s just playing Plague Inc. with us now

But in all seriousness

I’m concerned about my family because half of them live in China

And there are rumors going around that it reached to my state

And the school made us clean out our lockers

And my school might shut down for the time being

I’ll be missing all of my friends

And I love my friends

What if...

I never told you

Would things turn up better?

Would things stay the same?

Would we still stay good friends?

What if you know my current feelings, and my thoughts?

And you know the things that I'm ashamed of

The memories that I try to keep hidden

What if you see my bad side?

I always thought

I might be bad

And I'm sure that it's true

Would you think any different of me?

I lie awake at 3 AM

Only being asleep a second ago

I jolt up with a terrible feeling

As I rethink all the things I did

Thinking of what I did

What I said

How I acted

I re-think all of it

Even conversations that haven't happened in the past while

It still bothers me

Could I have said something different?

Should I have acted differently?

Do they think differently of me now?

Why is it that I can't be carefree?

I don't want to care

I don't want it to bother me

I don't want to think

They say words can never hurt you

They’re wrong

They hurt

It leaves scars

Scars that won’t leave

Scars that I’m ashamed of

Scars that I won’t show

It’s hard to be myself

Around other people

I laugh

I smile

I go along with everything

I pretend I’m alright

Even though I’m not

When I slip up and show them

I automatically play it off as a joke

I don’t want to hear the words again

The words that hurt

The words that will always echo and echo

Through my head

Get out

Get out of my head

A girl walks into a room

“I see nothing,” she says.

But she notices one thing

“A mirror…”

But it’s not what she expected

She started to talk to herself

“It doesn’t reflect.”

“It doesn’t reflect me at least.”

She looks closely at the mirror

“I see someone.”

“Something.”

“But it isn’t me.”

“I see a person”

“Or at least I think it’s a person.”

She thinks to herself

“A beautiful person” she starts to think

One that looks familiar to her

She watches her

The girl in the mirror doesn’t watch back

She looks into the mirror seeing the girl doing all sorts of things

The girl watching the mirror started thinking

It’s like a flashback

I see someone who’s kind

Someone who’s smart

Generous

I see her do all these things.

They seem familiar

Things I couldn’t possibly do as well

Is this a mirror I’m looking through?

I can’t see myself

All I see is this person.

“Aren’t mirrors supposed to reflect whatever in front of it?”

Why am I afraid of the dark?

It’s nothing that you’d think

It’s not the monsters little kids fear for

Like the ones in the closet

Or the ones under the bed

It’s not exactly the dark I’m afraid of

It’s not being alone in the dark, is it?

Maybe it’s the fact that I’m alone

Alone, alone, alone

Alone with my thoughts

Thoughts I don’t want to think

Thoughts that I just want out of my head

Thoughts that are so strong

That they’re visible

Visible in the dark

The dark helps the thoughts grow

Grow and grow

Until the thoughts seem so real

And my imagination goes wild

The dark is a perfect place

A perfect place for my thoughts to become surreal

Because I can’t see anything

Only my thoughts

I’m not afraid of being alone

I’m afraid that I’m not alone