I'm gazing in the mirror, at the one who stares at me
I'm searching for the sorrow, but a smile is what I see
It's looking so authentic, it seems almost real.
But why 'so pathetic' is the way I feel

I wanna be sad, I wanna cry
And let the tears flow on my bed without being shy
I wanna stand and break the lie
The statue of coldness that now known as 'I'

I'm looking deep inside in the center of my soul
Through a very narrow window to find out my goal
Now I know I must decide with a lot of honesty
What is the way I want - is it statue or liberty

I wanna be sad, I wanna cry
And let the tears flow on my bed without being shy
I wanna break, all the lie
The statue of coldness that now known as 'I'