My beaty\'s a master piece, and yes, it takes long.at least i can admit to others that im wrong....
fair not quite, eyes not blue, sorry i didnt turn out like you....
maybe im not smart, but dumb, i cut myself again but im numb......
hate cant even explan me, no way, these fake love wouldnt let for a day...
feelings that once were hidden are now expressed to you....
dont give me your excuses, dont hand me your lies, you just fuked us up, and i hope you cry.....
some times i just wish you could be me for a day.....
maybe then you could understand how it is to be unfree....
