One Question

All will be done By and by Reaching out for answers Terrified To ask one question What do you see when you think of me? One day it's fine And the other is not I think I'm losing my mind The sun shines light on my sorrow And at night my empty bed reminds me It's not getting better Regretting everything that I have ever said Is this real? Or are you fading away? It brings me back to that one question What do you see when you picture me? Someone that's fucked in the head? Someone you wish that was dead? Why did I do this to myself? Why did you have to go and fuck this up? I've done this to myself I'm the one in the wrong I'm the fool Get fucked I'll know the answer when you show your face All will be revealed By and by And every glance in the mirror Shows a reflection of how damned I really am