You said that you loved me.
You said I would be your lost
girl in wonderland if you was my lost boy in Neverland.
I knew it was to good to be true.
You didnt hold my hand around your friends.
You didnt kiss me when she was around.
Was I just a toy to you?
You never held me when I was crying.
You always laughed when you said something about my body.
But still I love you.
When I asked if I was your lost girl still you got angry.
The bruises on my skin are hidden from the world.
Am I still your lost girl?
