Looking in the mirror
at the only thing I see...

Beaten, battered, tore
thinking to turn and run...

If you were my prince charming
would you make my dreams come true...

It's a complicated fixture
it's a passive of laughs and tears...

How could this happen
how could it be...

Have you ever knew
what it was like to care...

I swear he sent you down
to make sure I don't cry...

Walking to the bathroom
were my pain will go away...

Can't close my eyes
afraid that I might miss...

OK i wrote this at 2:45 am..so yea
Even though I barely met you...

I love you so much, I try to hide,
These feelings I get deep down inside...

A secret we keep left untold,
A child to seek but not to hold...