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I put my hand on the glass, leaving a hand print


It fades away, only leaving a hint


It no longer exist


I feel angry so I clutch my fist


I know now, but it can’t be


For whom is on the other side is me


I’ve been staring at my own fate


Can’t do anything but hate


Why do I feel so helpless


I feel so defenseless


I take my fist and brake the mirror


The glass falls down on the floor like a streaming river


I will not be hold back by fate


I will escape


It’s chains can’t hold me forever


Fate controlling my life?


Never…