sitting here alone in my head and wondering why im here.
wondering if im good enough to exist in this hell.
maybe im just crazy enough to fit in.
or maybe im too disgusting to be looked at.
so beauty is shallow and brains are nothing anymore.
your best is never enough even when you think so.
but it doesn't matter anymore because i love you.
you don't even know me but somehow i love you.
all those false images of me will come back to haunt me if we should ever meet.
so stay where you are and pretend that im what you want me to be.
that girl that is prefect in your eyes with the beautiful voice and fool yourself once more.
