wake up and look into the mirror again who is this person(I've become) how could I(know)which way to(go) have I been headed to the best or the worst of me
the things I've witness(the things I've done) the little pieces I gathered like dessert sand but before you know the rain will pore washing it all gone
now look at where you are the things that you want are right here in front of sight now look at what you are is this what you are is this who you call yourself
If you're standing here still alive it's not too late so go you can make it right the dreams left inside they never deserved to die
