If
I told you I was fine,
Could
you look in my eyes,
And
tell if it was a lie,
Or
would you just believe me,
Because
you want no part of me?
You
say you understand,
But
you refuse to see my tears,
As
they stream down my face.
Why
do you look away?
Are
you afraid to see me,
For
who I really am,
Or
do you feel sorry for me,
Because
I stand alone?
I
have no friends,
But
only because no one is willing,
To
look deep inside my soul,
And
no one wants to help me out,
Because
of the fear of being pulled in.
If
you look into my eyes,
Be
careful of what you see,
Because
you might understand,
What
it's like to be me.
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