If I couldn't feel Would you call me strong? If my eyes never started to well, Would I be good enough? If I was dependent If I was putting out Would I ever be liked By someone that I loved? Or would there still be no one
If I was less of myself More of everyone else Would you think that I was nice? If I blended into the crowd, Would that surprise you? Would it make me Just another victim To your sightless eyes? Or would I just be no one?
If I was a girl that could be loved Just as easily as it spilled from my blood Would you love me then? Maybe if I was pretty enough, Perhaps I had a smile, If my defense wasn't to be rough And live in constant denial, Would you see me then? Or would I still be no one
I am tired of living under a guise Of words that cut like a knife And being unseen To the nakedest of eyes They wonder why I am so tough, Why I have never shed a single tear They must think that my life is fine, That it's better to hurt than be hurt But they don't no how much hurt Goes into being no one
I am unseen to everyone I have ever loved I am gone To all of those that I will ever want But maybe I can just continue To be no one