I look into a mirror and see what other people see,
  Am I that ugly or am I just like everybody else?
  I suck my breathe in and get ready to be myself,
The blemishes willremain forever
All day long, a glimmer of hope is cast,
By chance, maybe I will meet the one goal,
However, I cannot tell you what is in this scroll
Sometimes it seems that love is in the past
Then I remember that there is love with you,
The words hit me like a bolt inside and out,
The song slides through a gliding door as it slams,
Leaving the dreams we had sliding, sliding free,
For someone else to pluck up and program
  So hold it in and always be true to yourself