Every morning I get up, rub my eyes, and look at myself in the mirror; wondering how I got here.

I told the sun not shine on me, I want to say inside all day. I won't even answer my door, I can't get out of my bed, I'm trying to get you out of my head. The face you hide is what I'm missing. All this time. Who knows what we feel? You took away my innocence, and now all I'm left with is regret. Call me passive-aggressive, I couldn't care less.

Words coming from the smallest person, are small too.

Maybe this was just a summer thing. For you. I can't even bare to look at you now.

Every evening I wash my face, and look at myself in the mirror; hoping tomorrow will be different.

 H.

 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gwAZmFYzlos