Kelly Zion (11/27/1994)
Who I Really Am
No one sees who I am
I'm forced to wear what I hate
I'm forced to smile when I hurt
and keep dealing with the pain
and keep dealing with the pain...
If they could see what I'm dying for
it would be so beautiful
if they could really see
who I really am.
I think I'd have fluffy light blue hair
and a real smile under my cowboy hat
I'd have my shiny black cowboy boots
and my collar would say, 'Your Kitten' in metallic
I'd wear my heart biker bracelets
and I'd be listening to 'King Of Pain'
But I'd be smiling
even if I was dying
because they could really see my heart
but it doesn't matter if they don't know me
if I hurt and hurt and hurt
and still smile and say, 'Have a great day! '
as I die from a heartache
because they don't care who I am
and they're just more people that hurt me
so it doesn't matter if this isn't me
there are lots of people who've died already
so I guess I'll have to be like them
and hurt and hurt and hurt and hurt
until I make it out of here
or until I die for what I'm dying for.
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