The mirrors in the house disagree with me
Every reflection tells a different story
Voices live where silence should be
Whispering what I never asked for, relentless
I no longer know which reality is mine
Which thread still ties me to the ground
Everything cracks, everything scrambles
In this war with no ammunition
Shattered glass
Reflections that don't match
Every shard is a world
Where no one erases me
Shattered glass
Voices that live inside me
I try to piece the fragments
But I don't know where it ends
They say it's just my mind playing tricks
But the pain of not trusting what I see is real
I walk between what exists and what they invent
No map, no compass, no signal
The fragments never become one again, but I keep trying to mend them
Every voice that isn't mine is one more weight to carry
Shattered glass
Reflections that don't match
Every shard is a world
Where no one erases me
Shattered glass
Voices that live inside me
I try to piece the fragments
But I don't know where it ends
And the glass stays shattered
Reflecting what I'm not