I'm gazing in the mirror, at the one who stares at me I'm searching for the sorrow, but a smile is what I see it's looking so authentic, it's seems almost real. but why 'so pathetic' is the way I feel I wanna be sad, I wanna cry and let the tears flow on my bed without being shy I wanna stand and break the lie the statue of coldness that now known as 'I' I'm looking deep inside into the center of my soul Through a very narrow window to find out my goal Now I know I must decide with a lot of honesty which is the way I want – is it statue or liberty I wanna be sad, I wanna cry and let the tears flow on my bed without being shy I wanna break, all the lie the statue of coldness that now known as 'I'