• She stares back at me;
    Same hair,
    Same eyes,
    But not the same mind.

    She doesn't go home at night and tears her skin apart,
    She's perfect and nothing like me.

    Another girl, another me.
    She keeps to herself so quietly,
    And I know she cries at night,
    But she doesn't see what I do.

    Beautiful girl with the world at her feet,
    Is the girl who wants to die tonight.

    This other girl; this other me,
    She doesn't see what I see,
    Who is she, and where did she come from?

    Another life this girl has; so picture perfect,
    Sometimes I wish I had that life,
    She doesn't seem to cry so easily.

    She 's better then me,
    And knows more then I do.

    Will she take over?
    This girl?
    Where'd she came from?
    Could she be the one I truly wish to be?

    Another girl,
    Another me.

    She'll never know the story,
    Not the girl in the mirror.

    She is everything I can never be,
    And I am everything she will never be.

    Not this other me.