I Know It's Four Am. . .

I'm keeping secrets from myself
When I say nobody knows
I mean nobody
because I don't trust my reflection
not to tell the girl she's looking at
About the chaos thats her own mind.
I'm keeping secrets
telling lies
but they don't seem so beautiful
when I find the truth and look it in the eyes
I'm lying to myself
I tell myself that he still loves me
I whisper everything will be alright
I say that I'm honestly okay
but I'm keeping secrets.
Because nobody knows
nobody
but the reflection starting back at me.
Which makes me shake and worry
she's not very trustworthy