Why can't I just be pretty?
I just want to turn heads.
I want to feel beautiful,
but I'm hanging on by threads.

I want people to look and think
"I've never seen one like that".
I just want to feel secure,
but that's falling flat.

Rain falls silently onto my cheeks,
As it washes away the pain.
Diamonds caught in my eyelashes
Remind me only brighter days remain.

my ignorance is your bliss

You had something good,
But you lost me.
While you wallow in your misery,
I'll be doing what I should.

*which is anything but think of you