The girl looks at her own reflection
Wondering if she's going in the right direction
Life seems so confusing and often bittersweet
She wonders what she can say when it's all complete
Will she have lived her life the way she wanted all along
Or will she see that what she's done has turned out all wrong
Contemplating if she's even in the right place
Was she meant to live or is she stealing someone's space
Is there a point to having all these dreams and aspirations?
Or is there no reason for all her confrontations
May the world repair all of it's wrongdoings?
Or is it so far gone that it is past it's renewing?
She thinks of what life of hers has already passed
That the life she has left will be quite the contrast
Putting her head to the sky with hope she prays to stay
With happiness and joy, she hopes to find her way
Looking past all the horrors and their impurities
She looks forward to her life with no more insecurities