Why do you sit there gawking at me?
Am I really a sight to behold...

I hate it when sadness consumes you,
Because you turn into everything that I hate...

Fire licks the balls of her feet
Sucking away her energy as she falls to her knees...

I love the way you look at me;
Listening closely to every word...

Can't you see,
I just want to be me...

Used, beaten and left to die,
Made me self conscious and protective of myself...

Lay me down in this bath of blood
With salty tears and unrequited love...

Why would you be so blind?
There must be more behind your eyes...

I hate it when sadness consumes you,
Because you turn into everything I hate...

The chill from her heart hits me unlike any other
Her emotionless face is a work of art...

Sometimes I wonder the method of my madness,
I'm curious why it comes from all this sadness...

There are times I feel like breaking down,
And freaking out...