Nor do the shards of glass on floor
From a broken mirror
With a hammer they've shattered
No more reflection
No more introspective doubt
I never had wings
But if I did
I am sure that I'd never fly
Out of fear that they'd not work
But no longer
You get one chance
Ask her to dance
Live more freely
Try to fly above
Embrace circumstance
Rather than worry
And keep asking
Why do I destroy
Every single thing I love?
