Broken Glass

Look down at the pieces of what is left I do the things I try to make myself the best But the true test still calls What will I see when the mirrors fall down Doing all the things I live my best life My contributions feeling like I'm making strides But what will I see in the midst of it When it all falls down Broken glass from miles away What about the end of days What will I see When I see myself face to face When all of the theatrics are over Bent and broken and feeling sober What will I see When I look back at my life Who am I and what will I be Who am I and what will I be Who am I and what will I be Shards of glass reflecting pain Hurt and sorrow all the same What will I see in the broken pane When it all falls down Sitting posting pictures of How everything was I wouldn't want anyone to know That I am broke inside Never feeling any hope Except when I am back at home I don't want to feel down When I am doing what I should Broken glass from miles away What about the end of days What will I see when I see myself face to face When all of the theatrics are over Bent and broken and feeling sober What will I see when I look back at my life Who am I and what will I be Who am I and what will I be Who am I and what will I be Shards of glass reflecting pain Hurt and sorrow all the same What will I see in the broken pane When it all falls down I don't know how to feel about it It takes me down and it takes my soul It pushes me back It pushes me farther away from my goals I get into trouble sometimes I shouldn't and it hurts my heart it does Because I'm letting my self down hard Broken glass from miles away What about the end of days What will I see when I see myself face to face When all of the theatrics are over Bent and broken and feeling sober What will I see when I look back at my life Who am I and what will I be Who am I and what will I be Who am I and what will I be Shards of glass reflecting pain Hurt and sorrow all the same What will I see in the broken pane When it all falls down