I often wonder
what it is people see
What is it they see when they look at me?
Do they see what I see or see how I feel?
Does it show so clearly
All the ugliness I try to hide
The cold, dark, pain
the swallowed me whole
Nothing left here of the girl I once was
I used to be such a nice girl
Until I fell in love
I was in so deep
My heart I gave FOR KEEPS
BUT
He was just pretending
now this pain is
NEVER ENDING
