Her and I

the mirror stands in front of me
i look at it, it scares me
the person staring back at me
isn’t someone i want to be

she has cuts, i have scars
i am near and she is far
i am hers, but she’s not mine
i feel good and she is fine

i am nice, but she is not
i’m alive, she’s left to rot
i will fight, but she will cry
she is wrong and i am right

she’s a bitch and i’m a person
but now i feel our roles reversing
suddenly, i am the bad guy
i feel my world start to divide

there’s her, and then there’s me
but one and the same we’ll always be
i try to hide her, try to win
but she is strong, i might give in