Its a poem I wrote called Flooded

I'll watch my reflection tonight
I'll watch her face be flooded with tears
I'll watch her wrist be slit in sorrow

All her life piles up on her sholders
and shes falling apart.
Shes can't go anywhere to get away from herself
she can't hide,

She's all alone
and wondering
why...
why is this happening?

I'l watch my reflection tonight
I'll watch her face be flooded with tears..
and know she wants to be anywhere but here

Nothings okay anymore
nothings alright
no one waits for an answer to 'how are you'

She pours her soul out
to a crowd who is def to her tears
and she wants to be anywhere but here..

No one can see
shes fading away inside
and shes crying more and more every day
in more ways then one

I'll watch my reflection tonight
I'll watch her face be flooded with tears
I'll watch her wrist be slit in sorrow