The Pattern

One of these days the choice made Will take the place of where it all began Cornered by the mirror, staring back at shame Soothing the hunger, you won't feel the same Say: "It is too late" Prepare to see the other side How does it breathe, what gives it life Pulsing with collective fears at hand Look back at the story, no one else to blame Turn to the mirror, you won't feel the same Say: "It is too late" Prepare to see the way it falls apart Give up, let it come down And see the decision we make We thought we understood everything We never understood Only when we carry the weight, Will we learn to see the pattern to break Some day soon we'll see the reason why We need to believe in trying Some day, some way