Balance and Composure - Reflection

A weak hold, some call it pitiful

Their reasons, say what you really mean

I cave in, ran out of miracles

Reflection, who do I really see?

Oh, I'll come down and take it in close

You said you'd come when you're ready

And I've been taking my time

Burn all the wreckage and start it all over

We're building a message and life with you closer

No faith in anything and I have no back bone

Call me an enemy but I hope you linger

Won't you wake up and see it all for the first time