saw my reflection

covered in glass

hoe it reminds me of you

broken like a vision

an unfinished season

terror had struck me

but all i could see is your soft skin

and i wondered

inside the workhouse , you mind your own business

and i had the courage of two

and as i requested a lapse in your presence

i couldn't think of anything important to say

so i wondered

when this day will end

yeah i wondered if we'd speak again

yeah i wonder