In View

Spent my time away alone and afraid
With my thoughts turned to you
And reflections of myself in view
All I found was a fucked up crowd
A broken mirror and a place full off scowls

What she never knew took it's toll on me
But what she did, I heard from a little bird
I could never turn back to the boy that she once knew
Teaching me as I grew but I'm no longer in view

Spent my time away alone and afraid
With my thoughts turned to you
Reflections of myself are true
But in the end I will come through
Like a rusted clock with busted hands
Smashed up with a rock. Forced to a stop