How can I begin to judge you
Lest I first turn the mirror upon myself
A mirror, how enticing an idea
Used to be your best friend
Now turning you into someone else

Don’t you worry about me
I’m doing fine, so glad you asked
Me to swing on by to talk
To remind me I forgot the past
But you know damn well
I didn’t forget six months had lapsed

Hypocrite is your favorite word
To cast upon yourself
We all falsely proclaim making
You no different from anyone else
But such a fitting word
For such a wretched girl

Now we look at the mirror
Through closed eyes and open air
Nerve endings shot down
Leaving our faces too numb to notice
My heart still jumps when
And sinks when you’re not there

Don’t you tell a soul about this
It can be our dirty little secret
Like birthday presents
And a hand me down teddy bear
But if I keep my mouth shut
Can I look in the mirror with my eyes open?