You find yourself in a crowd, but nobody sees you. The only reflection you catch is in a dusty old mirror, warped and showing you not existing. Your brilliance feels like a fading shadow, a whisper in the wind.
You find yourself in a crowd, but nobody sees you. The only reflection you catch is in a dusty old mirror, warped and showing you not existing. Your brilliance feels like a fading shadow, a whisper in the wind.