Mirrors

Is it me, or can this be a dream.
A reflection of me.
Unknown, lost to some degree.
A broken heart for you to come rescue me.
Falling down, broken knee.
What you have is what you see.
Is the image reflected a true reflection of me?

Why do I keep searching for something I already have?
What am I looking for, something beyond bad.
Is my heart tied up for you to fill the void.
Or am I looking for something to destroy?

Is the emptiness really me or am I just waiting for a dream.