You look around feeling dead, dismissed, desiesed
Looking around looking at the people around you
They say how gorgeous, graceful, eligant you are
So you just look around and smile
Im sure they dont have any idea what its like
To be used, or missunderstood
Although you have gotten used to it, you still cant hold
You breathe through your heart everyday
Hoping everyone will arrive to the real world soon
But until then you just look around feeling so hurt
At the world and it it has come to