mirror tales.

um. i don't know how to explain this feeling.
i think it's like that time. that time, when i was young.

don't know where to go and have no idea what i should do.
what's future gonna be? better or worse?
or will it be just the same as another boring days?

feel so blue and my dark side's starting to come out right.
look at myself in a mirror and ask, who's that?
where is me? where is the real me?
where is the person who can smile though thing goes bad?
now it's gone, and left a crying little girl behind.

back to the main. you know what i mean.
talking about crying girl that appears on the transparent mirror.
some may say she's strong. some may say she can stand on her own.
some may say she can still be happy even whatever happens.

but you know, sometimes she is so tired, tired to fake.
fake to smile though her deep down is crying.
fake to say i'm fine when someone asks her how are you.
and fake to act like it goes naturally though by the truth it isn't.

and you know, it doesn't call strong, it calls weak.
because she doesn't dare even show the way she truly feels inside,
or even though let someone knows the real her.
she's afraid of everything. scared of everything. yes, weak.

she knows well, she doesn't have to be like this.
but like she just doesn't want somebody else worries about her.
even she's dying but if it can make you feel better she will say i'm okay.
just that. it's the one reason why she does.

but wait and think,
some may, me that you have known, it maybe not me,
but me that i'm talking about, that i say it's not me,
in the other hand, it maybe the real me.
mean what? mean you've never ever known who i really am.
and you know, some may, all me that you see,
it's just a crazy thing i did to make you think that it's me.

indeed i'm probably not like what you think.
as i said, that crying little girl, she maybe the real me.
and me that you all know.. is just a puppetry.

get up and look at the mirror again. look in her eyes deeply.
she's gonna give you a brighter smile and says,
everything doesn't have to be like what it seems to be :)