These memories on my walls show my past,
These pictures don't define me,
Not anymore,
But if you're looking for an answer,
While looking at these pictures on my walls,
Look closer,
That's what I'd tell you,
Look into my eyes,
Do you see it?
The sad girl I really am, do you see it?
Look into my eyes,
Lightly colored,
Simple on the outside,
But deep and endless on the inside,
I'm no longer that smiling girl,
Not anymore,
I'm not that girl in the dress catching butterflies,
Not anymore,
Can't you tell how as the pictures go on,
My smile fades,
That I'm not okay,
Not anymore.
