My Crying, Her Dying

Off In My Room,
Soaking My Sheets With Tears,
Thinking About The Past 2 Years,
And How They're So In Jeopardy...

I Love Her So, Can't Let Her Go,
But She Can't Change Herself,
To Defy The World's Cruality...

She's Lost In Herself,
Can't Find The Way Out,
Confused And She Doesn't Know It...

Recurring Patterns, Redeeming Tendencies,
Her Instant Gratification To Ease The Soul,
She Never Gets What She Wants,
Unless She Does Something She Hates...

Plays Happy All The Time,
Plasters A Smile On,
Wears A Skirt With No Panties, So She Can Hackey-Sack All The Day...
Flambouyants Exposing Clothes, Her Closest Friends Think She's A Whore,
They Don't Want To Be Her Friends Anymore...

She's Being Avoided By Everyone,
They Can All See Through Her Fake Laughter...
But She Wants To Be Loved By All,
So She Strips Off Her Clothes, And Exposes Her Rose,
Knowing (Thinking) That's What All The Boys Really Want...

They Just Use Her, Abuse Her,
Get Her Stoned And Then They Take Her, Break Her,
If She Says No Then Some More They Bake Her,
Dump Her Somewhere And Never Talk To Her Again...

Noone Ever Really Knew Her, Knows Her, Consoles Her,
It's All Just A Front She Puts Up
Stores Her Emotions In Paper Bags,
And Her Sadness Shows Through When They're Burned Up...

I Saw Through It, She Thought I Couldn't Do It,
But She Won't Admit I See Her Soul,
Instead Of The Lead Walls Around It...

I Want To Help, I Know I Can,
But She Won't Let Me Be The Man,
She Lost In Herself, And I'm Left Crying,
She's So Confused And Slowly Dying...

/ Lucia /