I only talk into the mirror,
I'm only scared of getting bigger.
I just wanted you to know,
I was never good at coping,
All of me, a wound to close,
But I leave the whole thing open.
I never said it but I know that I,
Can't picture anything past twenty-five,
Not like I care to know the timing,
Not like I'm looking for that silence,
I never said it but I know that I,
I bury baggage 'til it's out of sight,
I think it's better if I hide it,
I really hope that I survive this.
