I gave you my heart, I gave you my soul, but that perfect girl, I don't wanna play that role. Because a role like that doesn't exist, for Gods sake, and in a world like this.. Where you're already penalized and accused for being fake.
I do what I can, not to please people, but to only please my need to do the right thing for myself. And myself can't take another dropped head right in front of my face... Oh wait... That dropped head is me... It's my reflection and sometimes I can't even recognize her.. So is it me? Or is it my dark chapter.
sigh who am I kidding, my story book is unreadable. But my upfront is as clear as I let you see it and maybe to you, I'm unbleedable.. But between you and I shed blood just as well as I shed tears.
Look at me in the face and ull see that my bleeding heart is my tears!
Understand that I may look like a coward, my heart is built like a rhino. Strong enough to take the pain but the ones left like me aren't shy to being endangered, and chance is our risky game.   (more to continue soon)