A reflection is a cruel thing, for more than one reason.

EQD (01/31/2014): http://www.equestriadaily.com/2014/01/music-of-day-255.html

Song dedicated to JitterbugJive/BaldDumboRat and to Kryptchild, writers and artists of my favorite tumblrs.

I love you both and I'm so glad I met you at Bronycon.

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Instrumental: http://www.mediafire.com/listen/dse9a75ldczskic/Reflections_(Instrumental).mp3

Discord Whooves Art by the wonderful and talented  KodokunaShiroiOkami: http://kodokunashiroiokami.deviantart.com/art/Discord-Whooves-353825075

Glittershell Art from Kryptchild... yes, that Kryptchild (the original maker of Glittershell who let me use part of the most powerful piece I've ever seen drawn and why are you still reading this click the link): http://kryptchild.deviantart.com/art/Matching-356617790

Vocals by Dulcet: http://www.youtube.com/user/dulcetmlp
Drums and Mixing by DarkBurai000: http://www.youtube.com/user/DarkBurai000
Guitars, Bass, Lyrics, Vocals and Keys by thedarkprep: http://www.youtube.com/user/thedarkprep


Reflection by: thedarkprep

-I sit in a room, alone, at night in a daze
With demons to face, in moonlight's embrace
Glaring at a disgrace.
It glares back, disgust etched on its face
I contemplate the mirror deface.

But that won't help me now, I've seen what I've lost,
The lovestruck abandoned, the hearts that I've hardened,
The lines that I've crossed,
-I glance once more at the glass
Hoping I'll be reflected at last

I've tried looking on, but I can't meet those eyes
And I can't force a smile despite how hard I try,
Mascara runs, as the tears fall and dry,
There's sobs, sighs and cries and I'm wondering why

-But "why?" is not a question with answers to spare
-Despite being a question I see everywhere.
I chance one more look into the glass
Hoping that I'll be reflected at last.

I feel it inside, trying to break free
Shackled and buried, imprisoned within
I feel it inside, so why can't I see,
Anything in this reflection of me.

The being I was, Who I long to be,
Is taunting, is glaring, is staring at me.
So mirror mirror, won't you close your eyes?
Dispel the memories, the promise, the lies.

I just want to match, I just want to move on,
Yet the deafening heartbeat, keeps drumming along.
I chance one more look into the glass,
Hoping that I'll be reflected at last.

I feel it inside, trying to break free
Shackled and buried, imprisoned within
I feel it inside, so why can't I see,
Anything in this reflection of me.
Reflection of me.

Mirrors don't lie, and it's plain to see.
Nothing worth saving reflected in me.