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by ThEpAgOn1 May 20, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / other
It doesn't matter Who I am to you As long as I put on an Act and smile my Pretend smile. I wake up in the morning and I look in the mirror and I see me I see myself, just me. I put on my face and become a different person, I become the person You want me to be. I walk in And there you are. You flash me your fake Loving smile But I know it's just an act. As long as I pretend My true colors Won't shine through. I see right through you Ya know. I know the screwed up Games you play Cause I used to play them. Try taking me down You'll see it won't work I'm done being your trophy, I'm done being . . . You.