I sometimes hide inside myself
A place where no one sees
An empty wrong looking for right
Among a barren disease

I ***** my soul to feel alive
It brings no pain nor tears
An indifferent stain, out of touch
It's been this way for years

No echos feed my screams for help
For emotion is just a lie
I see the world in black and black
My eyes, too dead to cry

The smile I wear is my disguise
Although it's never real
It lets me hide the emptiness
And the darkness I conceal

I sometimes hide inside myself
Thank God that you're not there
For you feel pain, joy and love
But I simply cannot care

Born a garden fairy tale
Stands a simple rose
A story only she can tell
A story no one knows

Her beauty shines for all to see
But she's so much more than that
She longs to set her lover free
But can't see where he's at

The thorns that sit upon her stem
Will keep them far apart
She'll always be a part of him
He'll always have her heart

Deformed and twisted, not quite right
Not fit to look upon
He's buried deep and out of sight
Destined to be alone

This love between a rose and root
Will never be released
A love that he would not pollute
This beauty and the beast