I look in the mirror
In disgust feeling hate...

One little cut,
An ounce of pain...

Alone is how i'm feeling,
How i feel right now...

This time last year
I was cutting away...

They don't understand me,
They don't understand a thing...

Knife
Arm...

Every morning when she does wake,
She looks in the mirror...

Teardrops like rain,
Run down my face...

The smile on her face,
The look in her eyes...

I wish the fairy dress-up wings,
Would really work just so that...

Hurt, pain, deciet and lies,
Hidden behind my hungry eyes...

//The title is so wrong, I don't really name my...
I'm tired of wearing this fake smile...