When She's High....

if she did....

To think that maybe someday maybe she did care
To think that maybe some day she did care...
To think that maybe now she doesn't, because she's lost something that made  her care

To think that she's lost herself and is so lost altogether
To think that she doesn't know her worth enough, for it to make a difference
To think that maybe she looks so down on herself, that your judgement is just another fisure
Maybe she sees herself already in hell
Maybe she knows even the pits of despair cannot hold her in
Maybe she she's sure of how terrible she is , that you marbs are nothing but long gone tears....

I want to know that girl again
Who cried every time someone said something unkind
Who cared if she was perceived dumb or distraught
I want to know that girl who wasn't scared to feel
Who gave and gave but expected something atleast
Who knew she was worth something, even if it ment nothing

I hate sometimes the one I see , who thinks herself the epitome of dreadful diseased....
Who doesn't care at all how hard someone's hitting at her walls
They break i want her to know, the shatter I want her to care
They aren't what you are
But then again, isn't it all my fault.....