• You said "are you okay?"
    I faked my smile and said I'm fine.
    You cry because of the way I handle the pain.
    I cry because of the pain itself.
    The blood on the walls spells out my name. But you refuse to believe it.
    You act like I'm a devil half the day. I say I am, but more than proud of it.
    You point and stare. But without a single sound. Because you know that he'll cut to the chase if you mess with my soul.
    My heart is shattered. The pavement is evidence. You see the way I have no chance. But you never care.
    You just watch. Meanwhile, I wish my prayers actually had some response.
    He says I seem incomplete. I say "then why don't you see it?"
    The other half of me lies with them. All of the ones that said I was crazy.
    The one's that could never understand the meaning, ; of love and hate. The lines that are srawn. Between the borders of right and wrong.
    Yeah, I'm not you. I could never be. Because none of you will ever be free.
    You'll never understand me. You wouldn't dare to try. Because I'm in charge of my own life.
    Meanwhile, you're a reflection, of a woman they'd swear was from heaven.
    I'm not perfect. Don't copy your image. But out of all I write.
    I don't see why I don't get this...