She was amazing
But she was hiding
Beneath all the smiles
Are tears that were left unshed

Her voice as fine as the sirens'
Her eyes as bright as the stars'
Her laugh as nice as the angels'
Her smile as untrue as her words.

perhaps you're hell-sent.
these false feelings
words never truly meant.
                                                                                with bruises
your hands may intend.
because you're precious
you're my friend.

If I was at the outside looking in,
I would see that this is a sin,
I'm not true to myself,
just true to everyone else.

The clock is ticking away,
as I'm wasting my life day after day,
scared to state my opinion,
open my mind
and fly to the sky.

I'm speaking to humanity
My dear are you afraid of me?

The cold that you can feel is coming from my heart
It may be black as coal but at least my suite is smart

You look at me and see your dreams
I look at you and see my means

I need a beauty, real and admired
To spread my word and light the fires

To many I am a good excuse
They point at me so they can't lose

If you ever want to see my face
Just turn towards the looking glass

I can't help it if I feel nice
You made your choice now pay the price

If you choose to use my name
You will start to cry in pain

And I am sure that soon you'll feel
That it was never you, but the devil at your heel.

Someone once told me a secret.
It was supposed to help to set me free--
but this secret has yet to reveal
what I've been hoping I would see--
All I've gained so far
is the uncanny sense of awareness
that no matter what I say or do
this secret that someone once gave me
will never lead me back to you.
And thus, the realization hits me hard--
Secrets aren't always real or true...