Look out past the horizon of my fears br I see the rays trying to pierce through the haze br but the clouds refuse to succumb.. br br I'm thinking of my past, br of those I've gained and lost, br wondering if any of them ever knew the real me.. br br Do I even know who I was meant to become? br br The woman I am today br and the woman I see in the waters of Destiny br they aren't the same.. br br How does one grab their reflection br and change into it, become one with it br and rebuild the entire landscape of their being? br br I want to know. br br The sun has been slowly setting br day upon day, year upon year br I see the reflection fading br and I have no idea how to stop it.