You were why I liked looking up to the sky and being thankful I was alive
But our love is dead and so am I and I hope you can understand why I quit

I want to be heard;
   ...but I can't speak
   ...my tongue is tie
   ...all I do is lie
   ...my heart aches
   ...my tears leak
   ...mind is a whirl
   ...never-ending twirl

You need not possess fame
You need not possess wealth
You need not possess superpowers
You need not possess the face of an angel
Or even the flawless alabaster skin
You need not possess sweet voice
Like a cat that charms a thousand dragons
You need not possess the body proportions of a model
curves near perfection.
You and only you possess the rare beauty that is unique to only you.

Walked on many
More like walked on by one
Never even seen the damage that's been done.

I look back on time and time again
This time it's my turn to win
not some angelic Saint anymore
More like a ***** hear me roar

Sarcasm is my game and I play it hard
Lets do some magic show me your cards
Little miss nice girl has done her thing
Looks like some things are meant to change

I can start and i can't finish.

There's a girl with walls around her
Walls that were built to protect her from the evils of the world
Walls with masks hanging
Each showing a different face
But

I see her behind her walls

The more she's hurt
The thicker the walls become
Effectively deterring anyone from getting close
Yet trapping her inside
But

I see her behind her walls

The facades she brings forth
Are carefully calculated
To minimise any foul play
So that she doesn't have to have her heart
And soul scarred and broken again
But

I see her behind her walls

She runs behind her walls
Flinging sarcasm, insults and indifference
Whenever someone tries to get close
As she's learned time and again
That every time she brings down her walls and allow someone into her heart with the promise that she doesn't need her walls anymore
They tear her defenses down from the inside
Leaving her to rebuild all by herself
But

I see her behind her walls

I come knocking on her walls
Calling for her to let me in
Telling her that
I see her behind her walls
And that I love her
And that I'm not asking her to bring down her walls
But to build our own walls
Just us

Can you see us behind our walls?
You're not welcome