Mother thereasa they think
to high above...

They never take the time to get to know me
pick at me and ask me to present the familiar...

Hold in your emotions
Face the next problem...

My dreams were laughed at
But my pain is what was praised...

I'm slowly tortured
silently confused...

Heart so cold
filled stone with blood...

The perfect victim
the apple that fell too close to the tree...

I thought you cared
i guess the joke was on me...

No sound in my mind
Words taken away...

Eyes fogged out
stuck inside a daze...

A smile
can go on for hours...