and when others were living in the moment,

i was there thinking how to be in the moment that hasn't even come yet.

Mirror mirror on the wall
Who's the real me?
The one I want to be or the one I'm pretending to be.
Or is it the one who's trying to be free.
Free from all the ties and never to be the self I used to be.
Or is it just an escape to hide the actual me.
Mirror mirror on the wall,
Who's this girl I see?

These rays from me towards somewhere .
My heart as the fixed point
And extending into the unknown .

A tender knot of love as our fingers entwined.
Binding us together as our hearts define.
You can't be real , a love so true to find,
Yet in my heart , you're all that's divine.

A pebble getting lost in the sea .
In the depths, being forgotten and free .
With no colours, it's completely grey .
The waves carrying its voice as it's pleading to stay.
Drowning deeper into the sea's vastness , a strange solace is found .
Surface drifting far away as it's falling, failing and bound.