Of a Victim

To reflect who we are now

Though to look back upon

At who we may never become

one out look among the rain

That person distant, he's gone

Prowling creatures to steal

Preyed over that empty plate of mine

Of a man whom never understood you

He feeds upon the reflection

He's, no, I have become the victim

Lacking of wisdom but never fear

Of uncertainties that cloud a mind

The reflection of a mirror I stare

At who I am now

But someone I've never

Wanted to become

A lone man lost among lonely souls

Of victims that prowl

In search of the same things

The same things you are now

The women I never wanted you to be

The reflection of a mirror I stare

At who I am now

But someone I've never

Wanted to become

Into the eyes of a victim I stare

To find the struggle

My lost love if indeed it's even there

Lonely heart full of sore eyes

Squinting to see

Never realising that person you are

Suppose the look was hard

Tried to stare

For far to long, far to deep

Now they all laugh at me

Starring, laughing at the victim

Slowly as she sleeps

See that blue, way far up above?

I'll find the answer

I'll watch them slowly

As they fall from out of the sky

Can't help but wait

Can't help but wonder

The reflection of a mirror I stare

At who I am now

Someone I've never

Wanted to become