Through the mirror I see my soul,
Through my eyes black as coal.
I let out a breath of pain,
And listen to the steady rain.
My hair is stringy wet,
Tangled hairs all upset.
There's a cry deep inside me,
Screaming please let me free.
My eyes are red but my smile is bright,
My eyes once dull shine with light.
I may stumble and fall,
But with my friends, once again I'll stand tall.