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by Viola Nov 29, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / other
She wears her makeup just so A little to make her a noticeable face in the crowd But not enough to call attention She walks and talks a certain way Oh cause she doesn't want the world to know What's going on inside She smiles a fake smile, eyes bright When they come up and ask how she's doing tonight And she lies through her teeth What a beautiful girl And no one in the room will ever speculate That she might be hurting inside But when she leaves that party She will go home to a dark and lonesome place And blue pearls will fall from her eyes Yeah, 'cause in the comfort of her bed She won't have to hide what she feels inside Everything held in, will fall out at her bed side Blue pearls, clear and cold, like ice Will fall from her eyes But no one will ever know What a beautiful girl