A heart so troubled and in doubt
Not sure, what life is all about
She feels invisible yet she sees herself
When she looks into the mirror
People tend to pass her by
Refused the lips of any guy
She soothes herself by wishful thoughts
When she dreams all by herself
She speaks of love and passion
In such an ordinary fashion
As if, she has encountered
The love of another
Massive pain, at times, paralyses
A body of rejection, only she realizes
She dances solo once again
To a song that only, she can hear
Her body parched, a thirst for affection
Her painful heart, desires protection
If only she can be embraced
By the hands of someone else
Its only her hands that she finds familiar
Its only her own eyes that can see her
She longs the company of anything other,
Than the fantasies inside her mind
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If Life Was Made on Canvas
