Reflection

reflection of myself

Who are you smiling for? Poems, and love songs, for you?
I doubt it...for someone other than your gaze in the reflection
Talk is cheap, especially yours
You know in the end you'll never fall for it,
But you keep babbling away, just never really looking yourself in the eye.
It takes a lot of nerve to tell yourself whats what
The fact that you want to hide the truth, bury it way down with the rest of your problems, simply makes you the coward you hate.