A Frame, A Mirror,
Touch the glass, see the marks
A Memory, All faded
Touch the paper, see the photo scars,
Remember the smile, Cute denial
All this happened, so for now I'll smile
Look the future, Look far ahead
Maybe it isn't healthy, but I'd rather be there instead
As it is the future, but now I'm here
Where I feel lonely as a reflection, crushed by the fear
Of ending alone, with my story unwritten
Never meeting you, never feel smitten
It grows in my heart, the need to be loved
But for now I'll wait here, on the future, as I'll stay in present
Forever Untouched,
Not a chance in hell I'd ever be loved.