She don't believe in love Her heart holds nothing, but pain She tried to help others heal, but she couldn't She's full of resentment Love tortured her soul She is so empty. Her eyes are full of emptiness She cries herself to sleep and no one is there to give a shoulder to cry on - she's scared of the payment she might have to make if she considers that Her pretense is good She's good at playing people's emotions She's like a serpent - so easy to deceive*