It was a bright day but not so bright in a right way
In his heart was a meltdown , it's more like emotions' been shut down
Cold as ice, bloodshot eyes, only he know this kinda pain just as twice.
"Pray" a voice says, "nay" a voice says
His mind wanders as his soul Walks unknown ways
In his trance he met a mirror who painted his figure
With his eyes he saw a figure not painted by the mirror