Room of Mirrors

In a mirrored room

All alone I stand

Strip away the phantom fame

Exposing all sides to see

The good and bad in me

In a mirrored room

All alone I stand

Seeing past the flesh and bone

The shame and the fear I hide

Could I show you what's inside?

Would you

Criticize, scrutinize

Stigmatize my pain?

Would you

Summarize, patronize

Classify insane?

So I stand here

Before you

You might judge

You might just bury me

Or you might set me free

In a mirrored room

Talking to myself

And the voices pushing back

I'll let them inside my heart

But they'll tear it all apart

In a mirrored room

Just a simple man

Naked, broken, beat, and scarred

What do I really know?

That fear of letting go

Would you

Criticize, scrutinize

Analyze my pain?

Would you

Summarize, patronize

Classify insane?

So I stand here

Before you

You might judge

You might just bury me

Or you might set me

Or you might set me free

Would you

Criticize, scrutinize

Ostracize my pain?

Would you

Summarize, patronize

Classify insane?

So I stand here

Before you

You might judge

You might just bury me

Or you might set me

Oh, please won't you set me free