she's a forgotten smile, with a pretty face
a lost child, without a trace.
a beautiful mind, with a broken heart
a fragile girl, whose just not ready to start
does it make you feel any better,
that i'm lieing on the floor crying my eyes out and you're just watching?
is it weakness in your eyes?
does it make you smile when you see me suffering so much?
wake up society... your dead..
all of your lively faces hide the scandal of emptiness.
you sit around and do nothing, do you see whats happening to our country,
or are you too blind by ur own pain to see around you?
I'm not a cruel person,
compassion is my domain.
But I've tried that on you with failure.
I tried to help you in my best manners,
Only if they knew,
the heartache that hides
behind the lake of her thoughts,
the wake of the deaths.