Looking in mirrors day by day
I'm seeing the clearer shades of grey
Not in my image, but in my eyes
They tell me stories, they make me cry
I am trying everyday and every morning
To see myself in a way that is warming
Radiating all my gay, hoping the world is absorbing
I am trying
I am trying
I am trying
I am trying
This form of reflection is a misconception
It craves my attention, It's hard to look away
The mirror is my predator, feeling irregular
Hard to ignore, I am its prey
I am trying to look away
I am trying
I am its prey
I am trying to look away
I am trying
I am its prey
I am trying to look away
I am trying
I am its prey
I am trying to look away
I am trying
I am its prey