I've been trying to write myself into a better state of mind
Stared so deep into the mirror that the stranger stepped aside
And I saw the man that I wish I was not
See this bitter taste of happiness has turned my stomach sour
There are smiles on every face around but I can't find the power
Or understand, is there something I've lost?
I want the excuse
I want the nonchalance
I want to fade into the ambience
I need to know that I'm not crazy to think it's lazy to be the same each and every day
I'm just so recently strong
Tell me why's it so easy for you to say it's all ok?
How much of your life have you spent trying to hide it all away?
Some say it's strength, I can never see denial that way
And I hate to be the one to bring the smoke and mirrors down
I can see the plank in both our eyes, not how to pry it out
And I can't pretend I can't see the tears on your face
I miss the excuse
I miss the innocence
I miss the bruise that barely pierced the skin
I miss the chance to choose to maybe be the same each and every day