When Look At Me

Just What Is It That You Feel?

Why Are You Afraid To Ask?



The Mirror Stays The Same

It's Just The Frame That's Changed

Why Is That So Hard To Grasp?



Before You Throw That Stone

Think Of All That You Condone

Think Of What You Let Go Past



I Am Not Disposable

I Am Not Controllable

I Just Can't See What You See As Sense

I Am Not Of No Consequence



When You Look At Me

What Is It You Feel?

Why Are You Afraid To Ask?