stranger in the mirror

off and on sort of weather today
off and on sort of life id say.
maybe i can get back on track,
forgetting anything that i may lack.

so many inspirations today,
so many reasons why,
its so strange that as i look around
i can only think to cry.


i wonder where this day has come from,
i wonder where it will go..
i've been searching high and low,
for feelings of realness to grow.

i see you all so busy
with fear upon your face,
did you ever think to stop and breath,
you know, this life is not a race...

i will hold on to this day
so soon the night sets in,
and with it arrives the saddest of goodbyes,
because here i cannot stay