Smash all the mirrors in this mixed room
I can't stand my reflection mocking my every move
Lord,tell me my time of redemption is soon
I want to handle myself like they do,too
They could never understand what I really am
Or the intensity of the emotion I feel
Seeing my reflection is something I cannot stand
Because it reminds me that my problems are real
Always on the run,hoping to never be found
Fugitive,breaking the law of false identification
But,there's no need for the cops to wait around
After all isn't the chase what makes it fun
In a class all my own,not normal at all
Freak,no I am practically a carney now
I have bruises and scars from how often I fall
But,I bet that no one could hear me sound
That I really need to be saved from here
Won't you be oh so kind and be of some help
I'm scared because I feel like she's too near
But how is it possible to hide from yourself