Stranger behind the mirror

You won't get to see me tumble and fall
I won't lay out my aching heart
You won't get to see
My world falling apart

I won't give you the satisfaction
When my soul parishes within me
Yes, I swear to you
You won't get to see

I might have no discretion
When within me I have doubt
But, no, I won't let you open Pandora's Box
And let all those (my) secrets out

Just do me a favor
And stop seeking for her
Because no way will I let you find
The stranger behind the mirror