I'm writing down all my reasons to write you off. I had to stop for lack of air. One was fair and a hand full was enough, But you know it doesn't stop there. I ask around, but no one ever really knows you. They came to me one by one. All they said was you had the same name, but a different face. Different person all together. Twenty-twenty looking back. Were you ever really there? I doubt you ever were. Disappear without a trace. When you find your looking glass shattered, Broken all away, I hope that you will learn, Broken pieces help you see.