Look into the moonlight.
look into the stars.
Looking to my deep brown eyes and tell me what you see.
Do you see a girl, lonely, hating her life.
Or do you only see the outside where everything seems right.
You always see her smile.
Never see her cry.
Never thought she'd have one quick thought that maybe she should die?
She always seems all crazy,
when she is really dying from all the emptiness she's found.
She cries herself at night.
And her feelings just don't let her put up her own fight
Now look into my eyes.
After you read this story.
Think about the inner side and how easy feelings are to hide
Once you get deep enough.
To see why I hate so much,
why I\'m always scared to fallin love, or trust the ones around.
But all you see is the outter me,
Which seems as perfect as can be.
