Is it true that pain makes beauty ?
So looking at my reflection tells me lies?
The pain in my eyes is joy ?
No it can't be right, even she looks into my soul and asks me if I'm alright .
Just be for I crumble and waste away
She'll watch me not knowing what to do
But the funny thing is neither do.
I remember when I was younger
I'd look to the moon in the night and wish on the stars, inspiring my hopes and dreams
But now I can barely see through the mountain of fluid in my eyes.
Reaching out once more of a sign of hope but ...
the stars have fallen and all that stands is the moon.
What ever happened to the " darkness makes stars shine brighter" ?
Guess that was a lie too
Just like everything else
But at least I still have my dream
But silly me, I forgot I sleep with a knife under
My pillow...
