Reason

as i look into this old mirror i see my reflection staring back at me and who is this man i see before me and why am i so afraid of what i see please give me reason to live please give me reason to breathe a dead man walking, a dead man talking i am full of imperfection, full of sin how did i become like, like this maybe, just maybe it always has been please give me reason to live please give me reason to breathe please give me reason to live please give me reason breathe please give me reason to live please give me reason to breathe please give me reason to live please give me reason to breathe