Stop Was a word she was afraid to say Every "how are you?" ends with "I'm ok" Why doesn't she just run away When he says he loves her he doesn't mean it
She walks with her shades on For her eyes are of a burglar who has had their dignity stolen People walk by oblivious to what's it like for her at "home" She longs to be truly alone
She walks with her shades on I wonder "do you hate making eye contact with people, do you?" The weather is beautiful as her yet she always wears a sweater She doesn't let anyone know her arms are violet
Why doesn't she run away? Why can't he just die today An angel's wings should never be led astray
If she could know the world outside of that cowards grasp Maybe the world could still enjoy her laugh