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