Maybe I should Break

I look at the mirror they put on my wall,
See the six reflections plastered on it like cement
One face, two face, three face, four
They all stare back, grinning and frowning

Different emotions flash,
Never stopping
I think of all the things I've ever said,
All the things I've ever thought

God must frown upon observing me,
The sins I've done lying upon my head
Cast me to hell I say,
It wouldn't matter

Maybe the people who are close,
Could be the people who protect the small girl within
Always hurting,
Always dying

I look at the mirror they put on my wall,
See the six reflections plastered on it like cement
Though the six faces are all one,
None can compare to what has been done

The lighter's flame dances across the room as I move it,
As long as I can control it, I'll be fine
The knife i keep buried,
Calls me closer and closer still

The small girl slowly reaches death,
In what form, she can't say
She knows she'll end it herself,
Each and every day