Reflection

Where was I?
Where am I?
Where will I be?

Knocking on the glass,
Expecting the reflection to answer every questions.

Aloof and deserted,
Wanting everything to end.

If I were to fall into a deep well,
Would I be saved?

Or would I keep scratching the surface of the well,
Trying to reach out,
Scared,
Alone,
And finally succumbed to darkness?

Ah, look.
See? we're really different.
Chasing my own reflection,
Knowing that you're somewhere far away,
And even though we were together,
Connected,
You're somehow seemed distant.
The person I want to be,
And the person I am.

So I chased you,
kept on chasing you..

And still couldn't reach you.