All the Broken Pieces

What Then

What then have I done

I thought I played the part just right

Yet here you stand and tell me

I'm useless in your sight

Was my smile not bright enough

Was there something on my dress

For here I tried to please you

Though apparently I've failed to impress

Did the pain behind my eyes

Just come off too strong

Or perhaps it was my voice

When you made me sing that song

I see the other two have made it

You give them both their due

But me you hardly notice

As I cover my scars for you

I used to think them perfect

So I tried to emulate

And it seems you must have noticed

For it's me you've come to hate

I swear that I am trying

I do my best now to conform

But it is hard to feel a soul dying

And not even stop to mourn

What then have I done

Oh now I understand

It was not me you hated

But the wildness of my hand

My hand that broke the custom

Of your forcing me to grow

Into a shining example

For all the world to know

What then have I done now

I guess I broke your look

For all you kept a secret

Is now my open book