She's got a pillow full of tears
and all thats left now is all her fears
in a crowd of a million faces
she'd be the saddest one
so confused from all the hurt
that she doesn't even know what she's done
she walks by all the people,
feels their eyes glued to her face
trying so hard to be normal, she cant,
she knows she is a disgrace
the angel wings that she once had
they use to shine, they use to spread!
but now those wings are burnt from her hate,
without her angel wings, her feelings are dead
maybe she wasn't all human
as she lost her dying soul...
her heart is far too broken,
too broken to ever become whole.
